Right now I'd say my favorite fashion designer is Zac Posen.

I'm always nervous. If I wasn't nervous, it would be weird. I get the same feeling at all the big races. It's part of the routine, and I accept it. It means I'm there and I'm ready.

I have learned that track doesn't define me. My faith defines me. I'm running because I have been blessed with a gift.

I'm really laid back but I still like to dress up sometimes.

I always want to give more than I gave yesterday.

I try to think about my goals. I think about my competitors-I know they're working hard, and if they are, I have to work hard too. I have to be one step ahead of them.

Everyone sees the glory moments, but they don't see what happens behind the scenes.

Every moment is not great and sometimes those are the moments in which you learn the most.

My speed is a gift from God, and I run for His glory. Whatever I do, it all comes from him.

Philippians 1:21 is very special to me because it helps to keep my life centered.

I'm just competitive. It doesn't matter what it is. I want to win.

A family spirit is not always synonymous with family life. Bone of our bone and flesh of our flesh makes for brothers, sisters and relatives, who may be as distant as strangers in a foreign land.

It would be amazing to play Sylvia Plath. She was so dark, and what came out of her writing was troubled and fierce. The dimensions, levels, layers and levels would be incredible to take on.

For pure joy, I look at a small painting by Arbit Blatas. An ocean liner is at the center of the composition, perhaps ready to depart. It holds the promise of discovery.

When I believe in something, I support it fully. On that note, I totally don't support Velcro shoes.

Nobody is starving on the streets. We've always taken care of them. We take care of our own; we always have. It is not the government's responsibility.

Surround yourself with good people that keep you grounded, work hard, and be patient.

you can muffle the drum, and you can loosen the strings of the lyre, but who shall command the skylark not to sing?

It is a condition of monsters that they do not perceive themselves as such. The dragon, you know, hunkered in the village devouring maidens, heard the townsfolk cry 'Monster!' and looked behind him.

Think how different human societies would be if they were based on love rather than justice. But no such societies have ever existed on earth.

If it were in my power, I would be wiser; but a newly felt power carries me off in spite of myself; love leads me one way, my understanding another.