I have always drawn strength from being close to home.

There is a syndrome in sports called 'paralysis by analysis.'

You've got to make a lot of sacrifices and spend a lot of time if you really want to achieve with this sport, or in any sport, or in anything truly worthwhile.

I accepted the face that as much as I want to lead others, and love to be around other people, in some essential way, I am something of a loner.

I take the good with the bad, and I try to face them both with as much calm and dignity as I can muster.

It's an abnormal world I live in. I don't belong anywhere. It's like I'm floating down the middle. I'm never quite sure where I am.

You come to realize that life is short, and you have to step up. Don't feel sorry for me. Much is expected of those who are strong.