The people at the top of the league think they need to rein me in so I don't become another Michael Jordan, somebody they aren't able to mold and shape and make their puppet.

I felt like calling attention to AIDS. I had the AIDS ribbon colored into my hair during the playoffs in '95.

Is sending the Harlem Globetrotters and Dennis Rodman to the DPRK strange? In a word, yes.

The life I was leading was changing me into someone I didn't even know.

The Spurs couldn't put everything aside and just play the damn game.

If I want to wear a dress, I'll wear a dress.

Maybe my life isn't great. We don't have all the answers. Look at it from my side.