I Become A Happier Man Each Time

The Question Was, Which Would The Chemo Kill First: The Cancer Or Me?

The Last Thing I'll Say For The People That Don't Believe In Cycling, The Cynics And The Sceptics, I'm Sorry For You. I'm Sorry You Can't Dream Big And I'm Sorry You Don't Believe In Miracles.

It Works Better For Me To Be Nervous And Hungry.

Nobody Is Going To Feel Sorry For Me If I've Lost A Dollar Or $100m.

Average Is Your Enemy.