“I was the type of guy that used to get up in the morning and go out and just out run everybody on the field without stretching or warming up or anything.”

The older kids decided to pick me on me starting when I was about 6 and it didn’t take me long to take a stand for myself.

So, I got a lot of recruitment letters from track.

Set your goals high, and don’t stop till you get there.

I struck out with two men on base. I was so angry, so frustrated, I turned and without even thinking about it, snapped my bat over my thigh.

The only thing I would change is during the summer – when I was working my summer job, if I was smart, I would have taken flying lessons at Auburn.

I was always the fastest and strongest kid in my school so events like the 100 meter and discus throwing attracted me.

I was a pitcher, shortstop and outfielder, and the Yankees tried to sign me out of high school as a first-round draft pick in 1981. I turned them down to go to college.

Don’t put off until tomorrow the loving words you can say today.

I have always been an avid bike rider. Even before I became an avid bike rider, I was an avid bike stealer when I was a kid. I am very educated on bikes.

I always wanted to be a pilot.

By doing that and being very competitive, the grown-ups started telling me even back before I started playing organized ball that I was too physical and too advanced for the kids my own age.

I’ll never worry about not being successful. I’ll just take it one day at a time, one season at a time. And play as hard as I can.

I have no problem with my hips – I can still do the things that I used to do. I can run, I’m just not the fastest person on the field anymore.

I was always active – I went from baseball to football. I didn’t have time to work out.

I also tell them that your education can take you way farther than a football, baseball, track, or basketball will – that’s just the bottom line.

My favorite driver is always either the bad guy or the underdog.

If you’re passionate about something, then you should pick up your flag and run with it.

I have no problem with my hips – I can still do the things that I used to do. I can run, I’m just not the fastest person on the field anymore.

You’ve got to stick at a thing, a particular thing, until you succeed.

Hobbes: Jump! Jump! Jump! I win! Calvin: You win? Aaugghh! You won last time! I hate it when you win! Aarrggh! Mff! Gnnk! I hate this game! I hate the whole world! Aghhh!

Growing up in an old-fashioned Bengali Hindu family and going to a convent school run by stern Irish nuns, I was brought up to revere rules. Without rules, there was only anarchy.

He who starts behind in the great race of life must forever remain behind or run faster than the man in front.

People don’t talk like this, theytalklikethis. Syllables, words, sentences run together like a watercolour left in the rain.

Hills are terrific for running