And I wonder: Have I squandered my dogness? Have I forsaken my nature for my desires? Have I made a mistake by anticipating my future and shunning my present?

Yet for every peak there is a valley.

Racing is about discipline and intelligence, not about who has the heavier foot. The one who drives smart will always win in the end.

She was my rain. She was my unpredictable element. She was my fear. But a racer should not be afraid of rain; a racer should embrace the rain.

Using a dog as a narrator has limitations and it has advantages. The limitations are that a dog cannot speak. A dog has no thumbs. A dog can't communicate his thoughts except with gestures.

The race is long. It is better to drive within oneself and finish the race behind the other than it is to drive too hard and crash.

The first time I saw you,' he says, 'I knew we belonged together.