“the escape didn’t amount to treachery, but to genius.”
“Merckxissimo”
“The enemy of my enemy is my friend”
“He was Mussolini, he was Stalin, he was Hitler, he was all of them, rolled into one. Off the bike there was a sweetness to him.”
“I felt like I was going at sixty kilometers an hour. The sensation of passing through such a narrow opening in the crowd was the most beautiful and emotional thing I’ve ever experienced in my life”
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