“My parents put skates on me at age 2, the way it should be if you’re serious, and I’ve always liked it.”

There is no man in any rank who is always at liberty to act as he would incline. In some quarter or other he is limited by circumstances.

All the therapists would tell me was that I was the only healthy person they knew.

I don’t remember the first time I skated on ice, I was too young. I do remember falling in love with that wind-in-my-face feeling while speed skating.

I don’t fear anything.

I just hope I can get another personal best. If I can do that, I’ll be satisfied.

My parents taught me: Do not rely on a man. Not rely on it that you get married and it pays for you. That’s what I figured. I have always paid my own bills.

…I had to point at Hanna. But the finger I pointed at her turned back to me. I had loved her. I tried to tell myself that I had known nothing of what she had done when I chose her.

In view of this and other things, I demand forgiveness for being so obviously impressed with my own parents.

Both of my parents are surfers, of course, so they understood where my passion for surfing was at and I guess they saw the talent that I had.

My parents, products of the Great Depression, were successful people, but lived in a state of constant fear that my sister and I, and they, would sink into the kind of economic insecurity that their generation knew so well.

My parents were not pushy or anything like that. I think my mom was still expecting me to be an astronaut, but now she is very happy that I’m not doing that.

Although I was born to famous parents, I know and feel the problems of ordinary citizens.

Physical punishment teaches children that the larger, stronger person has the power to get his way, whether or not he is in the right, and they may resent this in the parent-for life.