Ever Since I Was In My Teens

When You're An Established Name, You Know That A Children's Book Will Have A Pretty Good Chance Of Getting Picked Up. Like Madonna. It's Not That I Had This Great Idea. Actually, In My Case, It Was A Great Idea.

I Don't Think I'll Ever Feel As Famous Or As Popular As I Felt When I Was A 17-year-old Soccer Player In Modle. Only About 20,000 People Live There And 12,000 Of Them Come To Every Game. Running Onto The Pitch Each Week Was Just The Most Fantastic Feeling. Nothing Can Beat That.

I've Read That It's The Smell Some Carnivores Use To Find Their Prey. Imagine The Trembling Victim Trying To Hide, But Knowing That The Smell Of Its Own Fear Will Kill It.

For Many Years, It Seemed As If Nothing Changed In Norway. You Could Leave The Country For Three Months, Travel The World, Through Coups D'etat, Assassinations, Famines, Massacres And Tsunamis, And Come Home To Find That The Only New Thing In The Newspapers Was The Crossword Puzzle.

In Most Sports, Your Brain And Your Body Will Cooperate... But In Rock Climbing, It Is The Other Way Around. Your Brain Doesn't See The Point In Climbing Upwards. Your Brain Will Tell You To Keep As Low As Possible, To Cling To The Wall And Not Get Any Higher. You Have To Have Your Brain Persuading Your Body To Do The Right Movements.