It's hard to get recognition when your team is losing.

This sport is just crazy. Your worst enemy in college is your teammate and friend when you get to the NBA. Who would have thought it?

If your heart is bigger than the biggest guy on the team, then you're the biggest guy on the team.

My swag was phenomenal.

You don't want to be too uptight about anything. Especially your job.

They gave high fives to all the players who say like the most obvious textbook answers in the world. It's like after each game, you already know what they're going to say. If they lost: "Ahh ... Tough loss." It's like, come on, how do you guys fall for that? And if they something that they really feel, everyone goes crazy. Like "Oohh! He's spazzing out!" Now he gotta say sorry for saying something he really felt. It's like, Oh lord.

The thing that happened in Washington -- it happened. All you can do is just grow from it. That took a toll on me. That was probably -- I think if I could've bounced mentally out of that situation faster than I did, I would probably still be in the NBA. But since I couldn't understand why they were trying to treat me like that, I basically gave up. I just didn't want to be a part of it anymore.