I am a Divine, magnificent expression of life, and deserve the very best. I accept miracles. I accept healing. I accept wholeness. And most of all, I accept myself. I am precious, and I cherish who I am.
Look at this body. . . Do I look like I use steroids?
I don't know Jiu-Jitsu, I don't know wrestling, all I know is how to fight. Period.
My birthday was Monday, now I finally get to go home and enjoy it with some Burger King. Here I come baby! Burger King! Burger King!
They can all get some. Remember this! I will do this to all y'all down here. Look at his face. I don't care if you're a flyweight, or your mamma weight! I will kick your ass!
I have great skills. I can fight anybody, anywhere, anytime. I have done it in the past. I am on a different level than everyone else in the game of boxing. Nobody taught me how to fight. I was born a fighter. Everybody else was taught. That is the difference. I would rather show them than talk about it.
I represent boxing. I represent the old school. That's me.
Al Gore won the popular vote and didn't get elected president, so I'm not going to sit here and kill myself over not winning Defensive Player of the Year.
In science, read, by preference, the newest works; in literature the oldest.
We need not concern ourselves much about rights of property if we faithfully observe the rights of persons.
Obviously, I have certain policy positions that I push and advocate for that would benefit people dealing in a system that breeds inequality and makes life more difficult for people.