I started having doubts right on top of my certainty.
What's behind you doesn't matter.
I don'tsell cars; I sell engines. The cars I throw in for free since something has tohold the engines in.
TheFerrari is a dream - people dream of owning this special vehicle and for mostpeople it will remain a dream apart from for those lucky few.
Race cars are neither beautiful nor ugly. They become beautiful when they win.
No one remembers who took second place and that will neverbe me.
Everyone dreams of driving a Ferrari, it was my intent fromthe start.
I'll find you again. Even if it takes a hundred of those years.
I consider those persons to be my students who come and meditate with me on a regular basis, who, in spite of the hardships and difficulties on the path of knowledge, still continue to try, and who respect me as I respect them.
I'm trying to learn more and more about what's possible.
I don't like to be polarizing. It's not who I am.