The Day It All Changed. The Day

I Didn't Live A Lot Of Lies, But I Lived One Big One.

If There Was A God, I'd Still Have Both Nuts.

I've Read That I Flew Up The Hills And Mountains Of France. But You Don't Fly Up A Hill. You Struggle Slowly And Painfully Up A Hill, And Maybe, If You Work Very Hard, You Get To The Top Ahead Of Everybody Else.

How Many Times Do I Have To Say It? … Well, It Can't Be Any Clearer Than 'i've Never Taken Drugs.'

Losing ... Really Does Say Something About Who You Are. Among Other Things It Measures Are: Do You Blame Others, Or Do You Own The Loss? Do You Analyze Your Failure, Or Just Complain About Bad Luck? If You're Willing To Examine Failure, And To Look Not Just At Your Outward Physical Performance, But Your Internal Workings, Too, Losing Can Be Valuable. How You Behave In Those Moments Can Perhaps Be More Self-defining Than Winning Could Ever Be. Sometimes Losing Shows You For Who You Really Are.