“It’s hard to hate someone once you understand them. It felt so mixed up.”

“And it's hard to hate someone once you understand them.”

“Hard, sharp, ticks. I hate them. Measuring thought, infinite space, by cogs and wheels. Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that — I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much — so very much to learn.”

“It’s really hard to hate someone for being different when you’re too busy laughing together.”

“Organization is what you do before you do something, so that when you do it, it’s not all mixed up.”

“Cycling is so hard, the suffering is so intense, that it’s absolutely cleansing. The pain is so deep and strong that a curtain descends over your brain….Once; someone asked me what pleasure I took in riding for so long. ‘PLEASURE???? I said.’ ‘I don’t understand the question.’ I didn’t do it for the pleasure; I did it for the pain.”