Hitler Didn't Snub Me - It Was

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.

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.

When I Passed The Chancellor He Arose, Waved His Hand At Me, And I Waved Back At Him. I Think The Writers Showed Bad Taste In Criticizing The Man Of The Hour In Germany.

People Say That It Was Degrading For An Olympic Champion To Run Against A Horse, But What Was I Supposed To Do? I Had Four Gold Medals, But You Can't Eat Four Gold Medals. There Was No Television, No Big Advertising, No Endorsements Then. Not For A Black Man, Anyway.

The Only Victory That Counts Is The One Over Yourself.