It was tough at the time but when I was younger my Dad. I would say my Dad because without him I wouldn't have been here. I mean it was tough for me because he was really demanding. With him it was never enough you know anything I did was never enough.

Since I was a boy from this house I was out rescuing crocodiles and snakes. My mum and dad were very passionate about that and I was lucky enough to go along.

And my dad drilled it in my head you know 'If you want it bad enough and you're willing to make the sacrifices you can do it. But first you have to believe in yourself.

These rules may seem simple enough but it will require great morale and physical courage to adhere to them. But if carried out in the strict sense of the word it will surely lead to a greater success than could otherwise be attained.

You live with the fear people might find out. Then you actually have the courage to tell people and they go I don't think you are gay. It's enough to drive you crazy.

It is easy enough to praise men for the courage of their convictions. I wish I could teach the sad young of this mealy generation the courage of their confusions.

He's nice enough not to want to be associated with a nasty remark but not nice enough not to make it. Lacking the courage of one's nastiness does not make one nice.

With enough courage you can do without a reputation.

I have a hat. It is graceful and feminine and give me a certain dignity as if I were attending a state funeral or something. Someday I may get up enough courage to wear it instead of carrying it.

If you are lucky enough to find a way of life you love you have to find the courage to live it.