I'm hoping I can find somebody to splice it back together someday.

I lost Brittney at 16; I lost a girlfriend at 34. Someday I want to say I know somebody who has cancer and beat it.

Someday I'll be somebody's someone.

Sometimes I leave an encounter or a conversation hoping that I didn't come off as above my raisin' - hoping that I didn't make somebody feel bad for not having as much as we're fortunate to have.

It's so legato it's difficult to splice. Sibelius was famous for that.

I think Lucas has been waiting for this year. We're hoping everything comes together. It's always a great thing to have your goalie back.