Working hard becomes a habit, a serious kind of fun. You get self-satisfaction from pushing your self to the limit, knowing that all the effort is going to pay off.
For athletes, the Olympics are the ultimate test of their worth.
There can be distractions, but if you’re isolated from the heart of the Games, the Olympics become just another competition.
I usually don’t mind giving autographs, but when hundreds of folks with paper and pen start coming at you, it’s time to seek shelter.
Having a home away from the media glare is important to world-class athletes.
Be cocky. Walk into the Georgia Dome like you own it.
More than 10,000 athletes came to Atlanta seeking Olympic medals. Only a few of them will be lucky and skilled enough to claim one.
I cant justify taking money away from hungry kids and needy schools to pay for the Games when corporations are willing to write the checks.
Pay-per-view would deprive many kids of the delight of seeing the Olympics.
What is the fire that burns in your heart? If you are lucky enough to discover it, than by all means fan the flames and let the fire be the guiding light for a life worth living.
Faith is a gateway to happiness that remains permanently accessible to each of us, wherever we are, no matter our circumstances.
Friendship is a living thing that lasts only as it is nourished with kindness, sympathy, and understanding.
Many medal winners dream of competing in a sport other than the one they’re famous for.
I like added pressure. It makes me work harder.
I love her attitude, but as much as I’d like to bring my medals to a speech or appearance, I never do.
As a kid, I was a pretty good little sprinter.
Former Olympians also get paid to make appearances. Many of them won their medals in an era when Olympic success didn’t go hand-in-hand with financial success.
Working hard becomes a habit, a serious kind of fun.
Companies that support sports developmental programs in our communities should also be applauded.
Getting to know athletes from all over the planet is a big part of the Olympic experience.
For six years, I kept my five Olympic medals wrapped in a plastic bread bag beneath my bed.