One Chance Is All You Need.

The Road To The Olympics, Leads To No City, No Country. It Goes Far Beyond New York Or Moscow, Ancient Greece Or Nazi Germany. The Road To The Olympics Leads — In The End — To The Best Within Us.

A Lifetime Of Training For Just Ten Seconds.

In The Space Of Less Than Seven Days, I Attended A Track Meet In Boston, Flew From There To Bowling Green For The National Jaycees, Then To Rochester For The Blind, Buffalo For Another Track Meet, New York To Shoot A Film Called The Black Athlete, Miami For Ford Motor Company, Back Up To New York For 45 Minutes To Deliver A Speech, Then Into L. A. For Another The Same Night.

Awards Become Corroded, Friends Gather No Dust.

We Must Respect The Rights And Properties Of Our Fellowman. And Then Learn To Play The Game Of Life, As Well As The Game Of Athletics, According To The Rules Of Society. If You Can Take That And Put It Into Practice In The Community In Which You Live, Then, To Me You Have Won The Greatest Championship.