Running is not just exercise; it is a lifestyle.

The miracle isn't that I finished. The miracle is that I had the courage to start.

We run to undo the damage we've done to body and spirit. We run to find some part of ourselves yet undiscovered.

Being inspired is fine for a week, and being motivated might work for a month or so, but to make any lifestyle change last a lifetime, you need dedication.

I am a runner because I run. Not because I run fast. Not because I run far. I am a runner because I say I am. And no one can tell me I'm not.

Focus on where you are instead of where you wish you were. The joy will follow.

I didn't train all that time just to come here and get it over with as fast as I can

It was being a runner that mattered, not how fast or how far I could run. The joy was in the act of running and in the journey, not in the destination.

The joy is in the journey, not the destination. We have a better chance of seeing where we are when we stop trying to get somewhere else.

I'm not saying running could solve all of the world's problems, but I think it would be a good start.

You already have everything you need to be a long-distance athlete. It's mindset, not miles, that separates those who do from those who dream.

Nothing, I believe, is so full of life under the microscope as a drop of water from a stagnant pool.

Television is a thing that people get very familiar with. They want to hear your voice in their head.

A mystery, and a dream, should my early life seem.

His place was always set at the table, in case he rturned from the dead without warning .

I'm travelling more than ever. I don't have the answer as to why, but the demand seems to have grown as I've got older.

No man or woman alive, magical or not, has ever escaped some form of injury, whether physical, mental, or emotional. To hurt is as human as to breathe.

The most common cause of fear of old age is associated with the possibility of poverty.

It doesn't take much to get me up for baseball. Once the National Anthem plays, I get chills. I even know the words to it now.

The Bible tells a story. A story that isn’t over. A story that is still being told. A story that we have a part to play in.

When I hear music, it seems to me that all the sins of my life pass slowly by me with veiled faces, lay their hands on my head, and say softly, "My child."