Somebody may beat me, but they are going to have to bleed to do it.
I’m going to work so that it’s a pure guts race at the end, and if it is, I am the only one who can win it.
The best pace is a suicide pace, and today looks like a good day to die.
All I know is grind.
Don’t waste talent. No matter what you do, don’t waste talent.
The hardest thing to do is work hard when no one is watching.
It’s just a job. Grass grows, birds fly, waves pound the sand. I beat people up.
I have learned over the years that when one’s mind is made up, this diminishes fear; knowing what must be done does away with fear.
Do you know what my favorite part of the game is? The opportunity to play.
The miracle isn’t that I finished. The miracle is that I had the courage to start.
Sooner or later, those who win are those who think they can.
These young guys are playing checkers. I’m out there playing chess.
Find the good. It’s all around you. Find it, showcase it and you’ll start believing in it.
I’ve always made a total effort, even when the odds seemed entirely against me. I never quit trying; I never felt that I didn’t have a chance to win.
I always loved running. It was something you could do by yourself, and under your own power. You could go in any direction, fast or slow as you wanted, fighting the wind if you felt like it, seeking out new sights just on the strength of your feet and the courage of your lungs.
I play to win, whether during practice or a real game. And I will not let anything get in the way of me and my competitive enthusiasm to win.
My motto was always to keep swinging. Whether I was in a slump or feeling badly or having trouble off the field, the only thing to do was keep swinging.
Wild animals never kill for sport. Man is the only one to whom the torture and death of his fellow creatures is amusing in itself.
I swing big, with everything I’ve got. I hit big or I miss big. I like to live as big as I can.
There is no coming to consciousness without pain.