Can I wear earphones/headphones?

I was bought a nice racing bike for my eleventh birthday and I got the bug… I suddenly thought: I’m on my own! My parents aren’t here. It’s quite good!

Whenever I see an adult on a bicycle, I have hope for the human race

Bicycles are almost as good as guitars for meeting girls

(Responding to criticism for learning to ride a bicycle at 67 years old) – I feel that I am entitled to my share of lightheartedness and there is nothing wrong with enjoying oneself simply, like a boy

I came out for exercise, gentle exercise and to notice the scenery and to botanise. And no sooner do I get on that accursed machine than off I go hammer and tongs; I never look to right or left, never notice a flower, never see a view – get hot, juicy, red – like a grilled chop. Get me on that machine and I have to go. I go scorching along the road and cursing aloud at myself for doing it

After your first day of cycling, one dream is inevitable.  A memory of motion lingers in the muscles of your legs, and round and round they seem to go.  You ride through Dreamland on wonderful dream bicycles that change and grow

If I can bicycle, I bicycle