I suppose it's too bad people can't be a little more consistent. But if they were, maybe they would stop being people.

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

You know what's wrong with our waterfront? It's the love of a lousy buck. It's making the love of a buck, the cushy job, more important than the love of man. It's forgetting that every fellow down here's your brother in Christ.

Fights can be dumped in a dozen ways. Sometimes everybody but the fighter knows. Sometimes only the fighter knows.

Silence is the sure sign that youre on your way out in Hollywood.

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.

Conscience. That stuff can drive you nuts.