We have unrealized capacities that sometimes only emerge in crisis.

At least I didn't invent a dead girlfriend

I rode, and I rode, and I rode. I rode like I had never ridden, punishing my body up and down every hill I could find. I rode when no one else would ride.

If there is a defining characteristic of a man as opposed to a boy, maybe it's patience.

Pain is temporary. Quitting lasts forever.

The ban is completely out of my hands. And I think in most people's minds, even if it's unrealistic to them, it's one that I left myself with no choice on.

You know what they say, the high trees get the wind.