And suddenly I realised that I was no longer driving the car consciously. I was driving it by a kind of instinct, only I was in a different dimension.
Each driver has its limit. My limit is a little bit further than others.
When a man holds you round the throat, I don't think he has come to apologise.
Pure driving, pure racing, that´s what makes me happy.
When you're not happy, you need to be strong to change, resisting the temptation of turning back. The weak goes nowhere
Wealthy men can't live in an island that is encircled by poverty. We all breathe the same air. We must give a chance to everyone, at least a basic chance.