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The true hero is flawed. The true test of a champion is not whether he can triumph, but whether he can overcome obstacles—preferably of his own making—in order to triumph. A hero without a flaw is of no interest to an audience or to the universe, which, after all, is based on conflict and opposition, the irresistible force meeting the unmovable object.
The sun rises every day. What is to love? Lock the sun in a box. Force the sun to overcome adversity in order to rise. Then we will cheer! I will often admire a beautiful sunrise, but I will never consider the sun a champion for having risen.
Two barks means faster. Sometimes, to this day, in my sleep I bark twice because I am dreaming of Denny driving me around Thunderhill, the two of us laying down a hot lap, and I bark twice to say faster. One more lap, Denny! Faster!
To live every day as if it had been stolen from death, that is how I would like to live.
For Eve, her death was the end of a painful battle. For Denny it was the beginning.
People are always worried about what’s happening next. They often find it difficult to stand still, to occupy the now without worrying about the future. People are not generally satisfied with what they have; they are very concerned with what they are going to have.
Yes: the race is long—to finish first, first you must finish.
“There is no dishonor in losing the race,” Don said. “There is only dishonor in not racing because you are afraid to lose.”
The race is long. It is better to drive within oneself and finish the race behind the others than it is to drive too hard and crash.
Have I made a mistake by anticipating my future and shunning my present?
