Penny Chenery: More than three thousand years ago a man named Job complained to God about all his troubles and the Bible tells us that God answered. Do you give the horse its strength or clothe its neck with a flowing mane? Do you make him leap like a locust, striking terror with his proud snorting? He paused fiercely, rejoicing in his strength and charges into the fray. He laughs at fear, afraid of nothing, He does not shy away from the sword. The quiver rattles against his side, along with the flashing spear and lance. In frenzied excitement he eats up the ground. He cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds.
Eddie Sweat: Hey, Kentucky! Big old Red done ate his breakfast this morning! And you about to see something that you ain't never even seen before!
Penny Chenery: This is not about going back. This is about life being ahead of you and you run at it! Because you never know how far you can run unless you run.
Penny Chenery: My father's legacy is not his money. My father's legacy is the will to win.
Penny Chenery: [Chenery speaking to Secretariat the evening before the Belmont Stakes] I've run my race. You run yours.
Penny Chenery: I will not live the rest of my life in regret.
Lucien Laurin: He leans back against the starting gate like he's in a hammock in the Caribbean...
Lucien Laurin: He's slower than a fat man encased in concrete being drug backwards.
Chris Chenery: It's not whether they think we won. It's whether we think we won.