One Chance Is All You

The Only Bond Worth Anything Between Human Beings Is Their Humanness.

I Let My Feet Spend As Little Time On The Ground As Possible. From The Air, Fast Down, And From The Ground, Fast Up.

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.

If You Don't Try To Win You Might As Well Hold The Olympics In Somebody's Back Yard.

I Fought, I Fought Harder . . . But One Cell At A Time, Panic Crept Into My Body, Taking Me Over.