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Never give up, no matter what.
If I can take it, I can make it.
I was raised to face any challenge.
If you can take it, you can make it.
God knew my needs and took care accordingly.
'Unbroken' was published as a help to society.
When you're on a raft, you pray like in a foxhole.
To live, a man needs food, water, and a sharp mind.
God has given me so much. He expects so much out of me.
Self-esteem can’t win you a race if you’re not in shape.
I've always been called Lucky Louie. It's no mystery why.
Every soldier should learn survival on land, sea, and in the air.
The world, we'd discovered, doesn't love you like your family loves you.
I was a rotten kid. My excitement came from seeing what I could get away with.
That's one thing you learn in sports. You don't give up; you fight to the finish.
However dark the night, however dim our hopes, the light will always follow darkness.
You have to reach deep within yourself to see if you are willing to make the sacrifices.
I ended up in the Army Air Corps in the Pacific, operating out of Ayuka field in Hawaii.
I'd made it this far and refused to give up because all my life I had always finished the race.
Even at my age, I'm trying to improve. Never give up, no matter what. Even if you get last place - finish.
I couldn't speak English. I'm in kindergarten, and the only reason I got through to first grade is because I cheated.
To persevere, I think, is important for everybody. Don't give up, don't give in. There's always an answer to everything.
I've got to say that is - the highest emotion of the human experience is going down in a plane knowing your going to die!
All I knew was that hate was so deadly as any poison and did no one any good. You had to control and eliminate it, if you could.
Pain is that last quarter of a mile. You feel it, but when you’re through racing, your whole body just feels elated. So the pain is worth it.
The race film had confirmed a dead heat. That was great. But even better, most of the New York press finally learned to spell my name correctly.
If you hate somebody, it's like a boomerang that misses its target and comes back and hits you in the head. The one who hates is the one who hurts.
The great commandment is that we preach the gospel to every creature, but neither God nor the Bible says anything about forcing it down people's throats.
The one who forgives never brings up the past to that person's face. When you forgive, it's like it never happened. True forgiveness is complete and total.
Hate is self-destructive. If you hate somebody, you're not hurting the person you hate. You're hurting yourself. And that's a healing. Actually, it's a real healing, forgiveness.
Yet a part of you still believes you can fight and survive no matter what your mind knows. It's not so strange. Where there's still life, there's still hope. What happens is up to God.
All I want to tell young people is that you're not going to be anything in life unless you learn to commit to a goal. You have to reach deep within yourself to see if you are willing to make the sacrifices.
I think the hardest thing in life is to forgive. Hate is self destructive. If you hate somebody, you're not hurting the person you hate, you're hurting yourself. It's a healing, actually, it's a real healing...forgiveness.
All I did was pray to God, every day. In prison camp, the main prayer was, 'Get me home alive, God, and I'll seek you and serve you.' I came home, got wrapped up in the celebration, and forgot about the hundreds of promises I'd made to God.
People say, on the raft, you must have hallucinated. Baloney. We were sharper after 47 days than the day we started because our minds were empty of all the war and contamination; we had clean minds to fill with good thoughts. Every day we'd exercise our minds.
People tell me, "You're such an optimist". Am I an optimist? An optimist says the glass is half full. A pessimist says the glass is half empty. A survivalist is practical. He says, "Call it what you want, but just fill the glass." I believe in filling the glass.
Someone who doesn't make the (Olympic) team might weep and collapse. In my day no one fell on the track and cried like a baby. We lost gracefully. And when someone won, he didn't act like he'd just become king of the world, either. Athletes in my day were simply humble in our victory. I believe we were more mature then...Maybe it's because the media puts so much pressure on athletes; maybe it's also the money. In my day we competed for the love of the sport...In my day we patted the guy who beat us on the back, wished him well, and that was it.