I began to feel that myself plus the bicycle equaled myself plus the world,
upon whose spinning wheel we must all learn to ride, or fall into the sluiceways of
oblivion and despair. That which made me succeed with the bicycle was precisely
what had gained me a measure of success in life —
it was the hardihood of spirit that led me to begin, the persistence of will that held me to my task,
and the patience that was willing to begin again when the last stroke had failed.
- Frances E. Willard
