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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.

Jesse Owens

After I came home from the 1936 Olympics with my four medals, it became increasingly apparent that everyone was going to slap me on the back, want to shake my hand or have me up to their suite. But no one was going to offer me a job.
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Hands Home Job Myself Oneself Reward
He was constantly on me about the job that I was to do and the responsibility that I had upon the campus. And how I must be able to carry myself because people were looking.
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Appearance Himself Job Myself People Responsibility See
One chance is all you need.
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Chance Need One Liner Oneself Yourself
Friendships born on the field of athletic strife are the real gold of competition. Awards become corroded, friends gather no dust.
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Athletics Born Friendship Gold Reality
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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Black Fingers Money Power Time Yourself
A lifetime of training for just ten seconds.
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Life Time Training
I let my feet spend as little time on the ground as possible. From the air, fast down, and from the ground, fast up.
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Myself Possible Sports Time
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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Dedication Determination Discipline Dream Effort Reality
I decided I wasn’t going to come down. I was going to fly. I was going to stay up in the air forever.
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Decision Forever Myself Stay
To a sprinter, the hundred-yard dash is over in three seconds, not nine or ten.
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Run Sports Time
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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Hands Myself Sarcastic
I fought, I fought harder, but one cell at a time, panic crept into my body, taking me over.
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Body Fight Hard Time Myself Time
It was bad enough to have toppled from the Olympic heights to make my living competing with animals. But the competition wasn’t even fair. No man could beat a race horse, not even for 100 yards.
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Animal Bad Enough Live Man Myself Race
Life doesn’t give you all the practice races you need.
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Life Need Practice Yourself
It’s like having a pet dog for a long time. You get attached to it, and when it dies you miss it.
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Animal Attachment Death Dog Time
When I passed the Chancellor he arose, waved his hand at me, and I waved back at him. I think the writers showed bad taste in criticizing the man of the hour in Germany.
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Hands Himself Man Myself Thinking

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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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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