... Character Reigns Preeminent In Determining Potential.

Dignity Is As Essential To Human Life As Water, Food, And Oxygen. The Stubborn Retention Of It, Even In The Face Of Extreme Physical Hardship, Can Hold A Man's Soul In His Body Long Past The Point At Which The Body Should Have Surrendered It.

I Was 8 Years Old When I Went Across The Street From My House To A Fair, And They Always Had A Used Book Sale. For A Quarter I Bought A Book Called 'come On Seabiscuit.' I Loved That Book. It Stayed With Me All Those Years

In 1938... The Year's #1 Newsmaker Was Not Fdr, Hitler, Or Mussolini. Nor Was It Lou Gehrig Or Clark Gable. The Subject Of The Most Newspaper Column Inches In 1938 Wasn't Even A Person. It Was An Undersized, Crooked-legged Racehorse Named Seabiscuit.

I Think If I Had Been Writing Fiction, Where The Work Is Entirely Dependent On The Writer's Creativity And The Potential Directions The Narrative Might Take Are Infinite, I Might Have Frozen

Honestly, I Expected To Get A Cold Reception Because Of My Subject Matter. But When Editors Took A Look At The Story I Had To Tell, And Saw That This Was Not A Parochial Story At All, They Really Warmed To It