One Chance Is All You Need.

Awards Become Corroded, Friends Gather No Dust.

To A Sprinter, The Hundred-yard Dash Is Over In Three Seconds, Not Nine Or Ten.

It Was Bad Enough To Have Toppled From The Olympic Heights To Make My Living Competing With Animals. But The Competition Wasn't Even Fair. No Man Could Beat A Race Horse, Not Even For 100 Yards.

Life Doesn't Give You All The Practice Races You Need.

It's Like Having A Pet Dog For A Long Time. You Get Attached To It, And When It Dies You Miss It.