My life has been like all the lives, long and hard and full of sadness and confusion and horror, a frightening, difficult dream punctuated by brief moments of joy. And as is the case with all people's lives, the moments of joy are never often enough and never long enough.

Humanity does not ask us to be happy. It merely asks us to be brilliant on its behalf.

One of the chief things which my typical man has to learn is that the mental faculties are capable of a continuous hard activity; they do not tire like an arm or a leg. All they want is change—not rest, except in sleep.

I think maybe the English don&#39;t want to try something and look stupid, because they are a bit reserved.

Written By Alain Prost

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