Very few fighters get the consideration of racehorses, which are put out to pasture to grow old with dignity and comfort when they haven't got it anymore.

You can't eat your friends and have them too

I coulda' had class. I coulda' been a contender! But instead I got a one way ticket to Palookaville.

Unless we know people well, we sit around with our words and our minds starched, afraid of being ourselves for fear of wrinkling them.

Conscience. That stuff can drive you nuts.

Boxing is a mental sport. Think of a prizefight as a chess game of mind and body, and you are a little closer to it than if you compare it to a bloody brawl in an alley.

Living with a conscience is like driving a car with the brakes on.