If I could not smile, I think my situation would be even more serious.

I think that there's something extremely beautiful about the Olympic ideal and its motto - 'Swifter, higher, stronger' - it's such a beautiful motto, and it celebrates everything which is the antithesis of death and dissolution and entropy.

This thing with being lovers, it isn't like being married.

I do think it is harder to acknowledge our strengths, or to forgive ourselves and each other for our shortcomings, when there has not been a result we can all agree on.

We must constantly dare ourselves in the small things, until courage becomes a habit of mind that will serve us when we are unexpectedly tested.

We were exiles from reality that summer. We were refugees from ourselves.

It is certainly impossible to imagine forgiving the enemy while their animus remains undefeated.