I Fought, I Fought Harder . .

A Lifetime Of Training For Just Ten Seconds.

If You Don't Try To Win You Might As Well Hold The Olympics In Somebody's Back Yard.

It's Like Having A Pet Dog For A Long Time. You Get Attached To It, And When It Dies You Miss It.

I Wanted No Part Of Politics. And I Wasn't In Berlin To Compete Against Any One Athlete. The Purpose Of The Olympics, Anyway, Was To Do Your Best. As I'd Learned Long Ago From Charles Riley, The Only Victory That Counts Is The One Over Yourself.

I Realized Now That Militancy In The Best Sense Of The Word Was The Only Answer Where The Black Man Was Concerned, That Any Black Man Who Wasn't A Militant In 1970 Was Either Blind Or A Coward.