The ability to be alone is the ability to love. It may look paradoxical to you, but it’s not. It is an existential truth: only those who can be alone are capable of love, of sharing, of going into the deepest core of another human being—without possessing the other, without becoming dependent on the other, without reducing the other to a thing, and without becoming addicted to the other.

The idea comes first, then the form.

I race to win. If I am on the bike or in a car it will always be the same.

My parents are my backbone. Still are. They’re the only group that will support you if you score zero or you score 40.