Pain is that last quarter of a mile. You feel it, but when you’re through racing, your whole body just feels elated. So the pain is worth it.

You have to reach deep within yourself to see if you are willing to make the sacrifices.

I've always been called Lucky Louie. It's no mystery why.

All I knew was that hate was so deadly as any poison and did no one any good. You had to control and eliminate it, if you could.

Yet a part of you still believes you can fight and survive no matter what your mind knows. It's not so strange. Where there's still life, there's still hope. What happens is up to God.

That's one thing you learn in sports. You don't give up; you fight to the finish.

God has given me so much. He expects so much out of me.