. . . good and evil are so interwoven in life that every good, traced up far enough, is found to involve evil. This is the great mystery of life.
It's so rewarding the journey that I've been on.
Tonight was not about winning, it was about focusing on myself and what I was aiming to do. It's the reason why I was able to swim so well
I know I've made huge gains in my confidence, and knowing more about my racing and myself as a person. That has made me a better athlete
I'm so over the moon that I have the opportunity to represent my country at a third Olympic Games.
I went through so many things personally, emotionally and mentally during that time off that I know that I'm better for it now and I think I'm a better athlete because of that.
I've probably given myself enough time to prepare for this meet and we're all different athletes so I can't take their results as what's going to be inevitable for me.
A man of God has many brothers. He is a wounded soldier - he is familiar with the pain one feels in his heart, as a close and loving brother, when a brother falls victim of evil men or turns to evil desires (the latter sometimes even betrayal). Because of this, too, he is and must be well-acquainted with and trained in the strengths of hope and the gentleness of forgiveness and mercy.
Practise in everything a certain nonchalance that shall conceal design and show that what is done and said is done without effort and almost without thought.
I'm allergic to coming in second but I never sneeze.
Never have I witnessed such sincere hospitality and the overwhelming spirit of true brotherhood as is practiced by people of all colours and races here in this ancient Holy Land, the home of Abraham, Muhammad, and all the other prophets of the Holy Scriptures. For the past week, I have been utterly speechless and spellbound by the graciousness I see displayed all around me by people of all colours.