It’s like having a pet dog for a long time. You get attached to it, and when it dies you miss it.
JESSE OWENSThe road to the Olympics, leads to no city, no country. It goes far beyond New York or Moscow, ancient Greece or Nazi Germany. The road to the Olympics leads — in the end — to the best within us.
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I’d noticed him watching me for a year or so, especially when we’d play games where there was running or jumping.
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Awards become corroded, friends gather no dust.
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One chance is all you need.
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I fought, I fought harder, but one cell at a time, panic crept into my body, taking me over.
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The only victory that counts is the one over yourself.
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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.
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If you don’t try to win you might as well hold the Olympics in somebody’s back yard.
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The black fist is a meaningless symbol. When you open it, you have nothing but fingers – weak, empty fingers. The only time the black fist has significance is when there’s money inside. There’s where the power lies.
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I wanted no part of politics. And I wasn’t in Berlin to compete against any one athlete. The purpose of the Olympics, anyway, was to do your best. As I’d learned long ago from Charles Riley, the only victory that counts is the one over yourself.
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I had four gold medals, but you can’t eat four gold medals.
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We used to have a lot of fun. We never had any problems. We always ate. The fact that we didn’t have steak? Who had steak?
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To a sprinter, the hundred-yard dash is over in three seconds, not nine or ten.
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Find the good. It’s all around you. Find it, showcase it and you’ll start believing in it.
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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.
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The road to the Olympics, leads to no city, no country. It goes far beyond New York or Moscow, ancient Greece or Nazi Germany. The road to the Olympics leads — in the end — to the best within us.
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