When I was a boy, I used to pull a big cross saw with my dad. He'd use his right hand, so I'd have to use my left.

I hit him with body shots that would have brought down cities.

Since I was a boy of five or six, I had it in my mind I would be a world boxing champion.

His mouth made him feel like he was gonna win. Not his hands, I had my hand. He had his lips.

Fighting George Foreman is like being in the street with an 18-wheeler coming at you.

Work is the only meanin' I've ever known.

I don't think a man has to go around shouting and play-acting to prove he is something. And a real man don't go around putting other guys down, trampling their feelings in the dirt, making out they're nothing.