The only victory that counts is the one over yourself.

The only victory that counts is the one over yourself.

I fought, I fought harder . . . but one cell at a time, panic crept into my body, taking me over.

After I came home from the 1936 Olympics with my four medals, it became increasingly apparent that everyone was going to slap me on the back, want to shake my hand or have me up to their suite. But no one was going to offer me a job.

Find the good. It's all around you. Find it, showcase it and you'll start believing in it.

Friendships born on the field of athletic strife are the real gold of competition. Awards become corroded, friends gather no dust.

People say that it was degrading for an Olympic champion to run against a horse, but what was I supposed to do? I had four gold medals, but you can't eat four gold medals. There was no television, no big advertising, no endorsements then. Not for a black man, anyway.