I Always Loved Running.... It Was Something

He Was Constantly On Me About The Job That I Was To Do And The Responsibility That I Had Upon The Campus. And How I Must Be Able To Carry Myself Because People Were Looking.

One Day Or Another Every Athlete Feels Like Taking It Easy. He Stops Trying To Exceed His Limits, And Thinks He Can Keep Winning Because Of His Lucky Star, Or The Bad Luck Of His Opponents. You Must Overcome This Negative Instinct, Which Affects All Of Us, And Which Is The Only Difference Between The Person Who Wins A Race, And Those Who Lose. This Is The Battle You Have To Fight Every Day Of Your Life.

People Who Worked With Me Or Knew Me Still Called Me The 'world's Fastest Human' Because I Almost Never Stopped. I'd Found That I Could Get More Done With No Regular Job Or Regular Hours At All, But By Being On My Own, Flying To Speak Here, Help With A Public Relations Campaign For Some Client There, Tape My Regular Jazz Radio Show One Morning At 5:00 A.m. Before Leaving On A Plane For Another City Or Another Continent Three Hours Later To Preside Over A Major Sporting Event.

The Only Bond Worth Anything Between Human Beings Is Their Humanness.

In The Space Of Less Than Seven Days, I Attended A Track Meet In Boston, Flew From There To Bowling Green For The National Jaycees, Then To Rochester For The Blind, Buffalo For Another Track Meet, New York To Shoot A Film Called The Black Athlete, Miami For Ford Motor Company, Back Up To New York For 45 Minutes To Deliver A Speech, Then Into L. A. For Another The Same Night.