As much as I love boxing, I hate it. And as much as I hate it, I love it.
Isn't everyone a part of everyone else?
You either go along with the system - conform to what is expected to be a hit - or you have very tough going
Conscience. That stuff can drive you nuts.
I suppose it's too bad people can't be a little more consistent. But if they were, maybe they would stop being people.
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.