I don't understand why people would want to get rid of pigeons. They don't bother no one.

I'll fight anybody my trainer puts me in with because I'm confident I can beat any fighter in the world. If anybody can see I'm almost a master at evading punches coming at me.

I try to catch them right on the tip of his nose, because I try to punch the bone into the brain.

I tried to stay away from King. You can't do it. It's like staying away from taxes. Sooner or later, he'll get you.

I am not a role model.

I'm not much for talking. You know what I do. I put guys in body bags when I'm right.

I like the hip writers: Fitzgerald, the guy who committed suicide, Hemingway, all those guys. Some of them were alcoholics and drug addicts but they had fun. They were real people. They formed the culture of American literature. Hemingway admired Tolstoy, Tolstoy admired Pushkin, and Mailer admired Hemingway. It all flows down. The greats are all connected. One day I'm gonna write a book myself. The first chapter will be about what a rough deal my momma got. She believed in you guys and your society.