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

I got a burlap sack, put a brick in the middle, and filled it with rags, corncobs, some Spanish moss, and sand. I hung that sack off the branch of an oak tree. I'd wrap my hands with a necktie of my daddy's and punch at it. My mom gave me an hour a day. My brothers and sisters said, "Nah." I said, "You'll see."

There's one thing I don't ever think about: losing ... Instead, I think about how I'm going to win, and how I can do it the quickest way.

When I go out there, I have no pity on my brother. I am out there to win.

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

The boxing game has been good, so we need to give back. We have to teach young men how to be men.

I grew up in Beaufort, South Carolina, in a six-room farmhouse with a couple of leaning posts to keep it from fallin'. I came up in a time when men were men.