The man who can drive himself further once the effort gets painful is the man who will win.
effortman
What do we live for if not to make life less difficult for each other
Thisthis was what made life a moment of quiet, the water falling in the fountain, the girl's voice...a moment of captured beauty. He who is truly wise will never permit such moments to escape.
We run, not because we think it is doing us good, but because we enjoy it and cannot help ourselves. The more restricted our society and work become, the more necessary it will be to find some outlet for this craving for freedom. No one can say, 'You must not run faster than this, or jump higher than that.' The human spirit is indomitable.
Doctors and scientists said that breaking the four-minute mile was impossible, that one would die in the attempt. Thus, when I got up from the track after collapsing at the finish line, I figured I was dead.
The earth seemed to move with me. I found a new source of power and beauty, a source I never knew existed.
The mile has all the elements of drama.
If a man coaches himself, then he has only himself to blame when he is beaten.
I don't attach the importance to it as a lot of other people do
It has been a life-long pursuit for me, ... Running is an affair of youth. It helps you through adolescence and, for me of course, at a certain point it opened doors. I met people, and traveled. Of course it can make life more exciting and fulfilling.
I leapt at the tape like a man taking his last spring to save himself from the chasm that threatens to engulf him.
I couldn't disappoint people. I did not want to fail and exhaust myself, because I was the kind of runner who trained so little that I couldn't race again within another 10 days.
peoplerace
I was always a great bundle of energy. As a child, instead of walking, I would run. And so running, which is a pain to a lot of people, was always a pleasure to me because it was so easy.
painpeople
My family actually lived in the same village for about 400 years. They had great stability until the last century. People lived and intermarried in small villages.
familypeople
Our house was bombed, and the roof fell in. We were sitting under the stairs of the basement, and we were quite safe, but it brought home the realization. In two nights 400 people were killed in small town.
homepeople