I'd take 12 guys who had a strong passion for the game over 12 guys who don't respect the game.

I've failed over and over and over again in my life and that is why I succeed.

Maybe it’s my own fault. Maybe I led you to believe it was easy when it wasn’t. Maybe I made you think my highlights started at the free throw line, and not in the gym. Maybe I made you think that every shot I took was a game winner. That my game was built on flash, and not fire. Maybe it’s my fault that you didn’t see that failure gave me strength; that my pain was my motivation. Maybe I led you to believe that basketball was a God given gift, and not something I worked for every single day of my life. Maybe I destroyed the game. Or maybe you’re just making excuses.

The game is my wife. It demands loyalty and responsibility, and it gives me back fulfillment and peace.

The players today reflect how much the game has evolved and changed both in style and culture. [...] The game now has a wider appeal to a larger market.

I make shoes for white suburban kids, not the poor black kids. That would be like opening a restaurant for people without stomachs.

Republicans buy sneakers, too.