For me, I think the Lord wanted me to win to put a smile on Chinese people's faces.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
The smile of God is victory.
It feels great to win and I can't be more thankful to the Lord for walking me through every step. God was and is so faithful every time.
He had a face like a blessing.
Decades of futile effort have not dampened my bold aspirations to save the nation. Born in a late age, I have not been able to witness the golden rule of Yao and Shun and other sage emperors of ancient China. Instead, my heart grieves at the suffering of the Chinese people under the cruel exploitation of the Tartar Slaves.
We had something very special in the Faces. We were blessed to have the fun we had.
Beijing was a huge slap in the face, and it forced me to look at myself. I have to realise that this is my life.
My faith helped me stay grounded in defeat and victory, to not get too excited about the successes and too low about the failures.
I'd heard a lot of Asian people were rooting for me, but I had no idea. I was stunned. They were... impassioned, especially compared to Japan. I couldn't even have anticipated that kind of welcome.
I think the biggest thing was that I was putting pressure on myself leading up to Beijing. Now I am learning how to take that pressure off and seeing this as an incredible opportunity, but not like, 'I absolutely have to medal.'
May Heaven be propitious, and smile on the cause of my country.
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