Anything Is Possible, But You

At The End Of The Day, If There Was Indeed Some Body Or Presence Standing There To Judge Me, I Hoped I Would Be Judged On Whether I Had Lived A True Life, Not On Whether I Believed In A Certain Book, Or Whether I'd Been Baptized. If There Was Indeed A God At The End Of My Days, I Hoped He Didn't Say, But You Were Never A Christian, So You're Going The Other Way From Heaven. If So, I Was Going To Reply, You Know What? You're Right. Fine.

We Are Much Better Than We Know.

It Can't Be Any Simpler: The Farewell Is Going To Be On The Champs-elysees.

One Of The Redeeming Things About Being An Athlete Is Redefining What Is Humanly Possible.

People Refer To 'the Good Ol' Days', But I Don't Know What They're Talking About. As Someone Who's Battled Cancer, If I Lived More Than 20 Years Ago, I'd Be A Dead Man.