I think that one's art is a growth inside one. I do not think one can explain growth. It is silent and subtle. One does not keep digging up a plant to see how it grows.
“I know I'll never feel that sensation of racing and winning again and that took a while to get used to. The Tour was a race I never thought I could lose.”
“How sick one gets of being 'good,' how much I should respect myself if I could burst out and make everyone wretched for twenty-four hours; embody selfishness.”