Fear Is Priceless Education.

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.

Nothing Goes To Waste, You Put It All To Use, The Old Wounds And Long-ago Slights Become The Stuff Of Competitive Energy.

Losing And Dying: It's The Same Thing.

We Sped On, Across The Plains, Toward Metz. I Hung Back, Saving Myself. It Is Called The Race Of Truth. The Early Stages Separate The Strong Riders From The Weak. Now The Weak Would Be Eliminated Altogether.

I Wanted To Win The Tour De France. And When I Won It Once, I Wanted To Do It Again, And Again, And Again, It Just Kept Going. So There Wasn't Another Competitive Environment.