[Sometimes I] put on a ski mask and dress in old clothes, go out on the streets and beg for quarters.

I never saw my mother happy with me and proud of me for doing something: She only knew me as being a wild kid running the streets, coming home with new clothes that she knew I didn't pay for. I never got a chance to talk to her or know about her. Professionally, it has no effect, but it's crushing emotionally and personally.

I'm doing what great artists before me did, like Judy Garland, Sammy Davis, Eddie Cantor. I'm doing what they were doing, not at their level yet, but one day I will be. I'm just happy to be in their company.

I ain't the same person I was when I bit that guy's ear off.

They called me a 'rapist' and a 'recluse.' I'm not a recluse.

You have to have a bunch of dimensions [of yourself]. You have to be able to adapt in this world. You can't be a nice guy living in a world of savages.

Being in the ring became my reality, and, in my reality, I'd think I was someone special.