I let my feet spend as little time on the ground as possible. From the air, fast down, and from the ground, fast up.

A lifetime of training for just ten seconds.

Awards become corroded, friends gather no dust.

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

For a time, at least, I was the most famous person in the entire world.

The battles that count aren't the ones for gold medals. The struggles within yourself - the invisible, inevitable battles inside all of us - that's where it's at.

I let my feet spend as little time on the ground as possible. From the air, fast down, and from the ground, fast up.

One chance is all you need.

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

Although I wasn't invited to shake hands with Hitler, I wasn't invited to the White House to shake hands with the President either.

Life doesn't give you all the practice races you need.

The only bond worth anything between human beings is their humanness.

We all have dreams. But in order to make dreams come into reality, it takes an awful lot of determination, dedication, self-discipline, and effort.

If you don't try to win you might as well hold the Olympics in somebody's back yard.

In the end, it’s extra effort that separates a winner from second place. It takes desire, determination, discipline, and self-sacrifice. Put all these together, and even if you don’t win, how can you lose?

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

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

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

Find the good. Its all around you. Find it showcase it and youll start believing in it.

We all have dreams. In order to make dreams come into reality it takes an awful lot of determination dedication self discipline and effort.

We all have dreams. But in order to make dreams come into reality it takes an awful lot of determination dedication self discipline and effort.

We all have dreams, in order to make dreams come into reality, it takes an awful lot of determination, self-discipline and effort.

It's like having a pet dog for a long time. You get attached to it, and when it dies you miss it.

I always loved running...it was something you could do by yourself, and under your own power. You could go in any direction, fast or slow as you wanted, fighting the wind if you felt like it, seeking out new sights just on the strength of your feet and the courage of your lungs.

They who love dancing too much seem to have more brains in their feet than in their head.

Basically, right before college I got into the Guinness book for my feet and started to do local commercials and little radio spots, just little things and found I really liked it.

My feet are like gnarled old tree branches.

The men are walking. They are fifty feet apart, for dispersal. Their walk is slow, for they are dead weary, as you can tell even when looking at them from behind. Every line and sag of their bodies speaks their inhuman exhaustion.

My feet are dogs.

Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.

A beautiful line of verse has twelve feet, and two wings.

My feet never touched the ground. Lots of good groups with crazy and unique images. It was wild. I spent all of my time doing gigs, TV appearances, interviews, or recording. I could write a book - and probably will.

My sister and I are opposites in many ways. She is six feet tall, while I'm five feet four.

In the 1950s in Columbia, South Carolina, it was considered OK for kids to play with weird things. We could go to the hardware store and buy 100 feet of dynamite fuse.

St Michaels Mount is a favourite place of mine; people will walk across to the Mount all day and assume they will be able to walk home. The spectacle of hundreds of people realising that the path they walked over on is disappearing under several feet of water is very amusing.

I had to weave and play around with a honey bear, you know, and I could wrestle with him a little bit, but there's no way you can even wrestle a honey bear, let alone a grizzly bear that's standing ten feet to eleven feet tall! Can you imagine? But it was fascinating to work that close to that kind of animal.

I wouldn't want the pressure of a Six Feet Under or the pressure of improvising like Curb Your Enthusiasm.

Although there exist many thousand subjects for elegant conversation, there are persons who cannot meet a cripple without talking about feet.

I think the secret of my light, quick, foot strike is related to the fact that I have fragile feet.

I'm convinced that the man who has learned to meditate upon the Lord will be able to run on his feet and walk in his spirit. Although he may be hurried by his vocation, that's not the issue. The issue is how fast his spirit is going. To slow it down takes a period of time.

When we too are armed and trained, we can convince men that we have hands, feet, and a heart like yours;.

Eve was not taken out of Adam's head to top him, neither out of his feet to be trampled on by him, but out of his side to be equal with him, under his arm to be protected by him, and near his heart to be loved by him.

Riding a motorcycle on today's highways, you have to ride in a very defensive manner. You have to be a good rider and you have to have both hands and both feet on the controls at all times.

He had one uniform practice, and a very bad one it was, during the time of family worship, and just three or four seconds before the conclusion of the prayer, he started to his feet, and ran barking round the apartment like a crazed beast.

You can browse to your heart's content but it's hard work and not easy on the feet unless you do it through catalogs or the Internet, and I like to touch and try on the things I buy.

As long as you smile, have sparkly eyes and stick your shoulders back, nobody's going to notice your bum or your waist or your feet, for that matter.

I should like to lie at your feet and die in your arms.

He wanted me to learn to stand on my own feet, and to make it impossible for me to thank him.

Happiness, for you we walk on a knife edge. To the eyes you are a flickering light, to the feet, thin ice that cracks; and so may no one touch you who loves you.