What Is Stronger, Fear Or Hope?

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

I Guess If I Looked At It From An Athletic Standpoint, I Don't Really Need To Win Another Tour. Seven Tours For Me Was A Dream, Six Broke The Record, So That Eight Doesn't Really Mean Much.

Cancer Taught Me A Plan For More Purposeful Living, And That In Turn Taught Me How To Train And To Win More Purposefully. It Taught Me That Pain Has A Reason, And That Sometimes The Experience Of Losing Things-whether Health Or A Car Or An Old Sense Of Self-has Its Own Value In The Scheme Of Life. Pain And Loss Are Great Enhancers.

I Want To Die At A Hundred Years Old With An American Flag On My Back And The Star Of Texas On My Helmet, After Screaming Down An Alpine Descent On A Bicycle At 75 Miles Per Hour. I Want To Cross One Last Finish Line As My Wife And My Ten Children Applaud, And Then I Want To Lie Down In A Field Of Those Famous French Sunflowers And Gracefully Expire, The Perfect Contradiction To My Once Anticipated Poignant Early Demise.

I Look Forward To A Time When Lawyers Aren't In The Top Three Calls Every Day, And All You Care About Is How Your Kids Are Doing In School Or What The Weather's Like And The Great Day You Had With Your Family.