It all goes so fast, and character makes the difference when it's close.

We all have dreams. But in order to make dreams come into reality, it takes an awful lot of determination, dedication, self-discipline, and effort.

Find the good. It's all around you. Find it, showcase it and you'll start believing in it.

The battles that count aren't the ones for gold medals. The struggles within yourself - the invisible, inevitable battles inside all of us - that's where it's at.

Although I wasn't invited to shake hands with Hitler, I wasn't invited to the White House to shake hands with the President either.

The only victory that counts is the one over yourself.

Friendships born on the field of athletic strife are the real gold of competition. Awards become corroded, friends gather no dust.

One chance is all you need.

A lifetime of training for just ten seconds.

Running is real. It’s all joy and woe, hard as diamond. It makes you weary beyond comprehension, but it also makes you free.

Hitler didn't snub me - it was our president who snubbed me. The president didn't even send me a telegram.

To deny the battle is unwise. To believe that I can fight it without God is insane. To actually do so is suicidal. No wonder so many of us walk around looking like death warmed over.

You don't have to be better than everyone in order to grow and achieve success, but you must continuously strive to become better than the person you were yesterday.

I suppose I'm proudest of my novels for what's imagined in them. I think the world of my imagination is a richer and more interesting place than my personal biography.

Daniel?" "Yes." "Did you ever think we were meant not to be together?" "No. We are meant to be together. We are just meant to want it very badly.

What makes for great art is the courage to speak and write and paint what you know and care about.

All these tales of people sitting down and composing symphonies just as though they were writing a letter are very much exaggerated; at least, it isn't that way in my work.

Working in the service of the dead, biographers quit their labors only when the sole remaining task is the impossible- resurrection.

The lusts and greeds of the body scandalize the Soul; but it has to come to heel.

When we believe that God is something other than a lover, it is inevitable that we will sin.

I've spared with demons from the Nine Hells themselves, I shall barely break a sweat here today.