I like to be stressed. It’s my competitive advantage.
I like the moment when I break a man’s ego.
You never give anyone your playbook no matter how much you’re rooting for them to win.
Don’t knock your competitors. By boosting others you will boost yourself. A little competition is a good thing and severe competition is a blessing. Thank God for competition.
Today’s competitiveness, so much imposed from without, is exhausting, not exhilarating; is unending – a part of one’s social life, one’s solitude, one’s sleep, one’s sleeplessness.
Without the spur of competition we’d loaf out our life.
We find the instinct to shut out competition deep-rooted even among banks and corporations, among corner grocers and haberdasheries, among peanut vendors and shoeshine boys – and even among young ladies in search of a husband.
A man comes to measure his greatness by the regrets, envies and hatreds of his competitors.
You can worry about the competition or you can focus on what’s ahead of you and drive fast.
I think life is sort of like a competition, whether it’s in sports, or it’s achieving in school, or it’s achieving good relationships with people. And competition is a little bit of what it’s all about.