The hunger [to success] is the same, no matter what it is that you're doing. It's like an unquenchable thirst to learn more, or to feel like you could have done more, and to be brutally honest and self critical, which is very hard to do. It's easy, and human nature is to just blame somebody else. It's very, very hard to self assess.

My role is to make sure we're moving in the right direction, getting points, rebounds, steals, assists and providing leadership.

I grew up in front of these people, and now they are seeing me as an 'older' young man.

You're my backbone. You're a blessing. You're a piece of my heart. You're the air I breathe. And you're the strongest person I know, and I'm so sorry for having to put you through this and having to put our family through this.

When I'm finished playing, I want people to say, 'He handled this well, he kept his cool.'

I've been watching Messi for some time now, and his ability to decide games and keep possession of the ball is amazing.

Love me or hate me, it's one or the other. Always has been. Hate my game, my swagger. Hate my fadeaway, my hunger. Hate that I'm a veteran. A champion. Hate that. Hate it with all your heart. And hate that I'm loved, for the exact same reasons.