That's what people respect, the fact that I wasn't a chump that laid on his back and gave up.

Most writers, in my opinion, are dysfunctional derelicts.

If Jesus was here, do you think Jesus would show me any love? Do you think Jesus would love me?

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

What really amazed me was when I sent a suit out for cleaning, forgetting that $700 was in the pocket. They sent the suit back to me. If that happened in New York, both money and suit would be gone.

My power is discombobulatingly devastating. It's ludricrous these mortals even attempt to enter my realm.

Tupac Shakur always wanted me to smoke weed with him, and I never did it, and I wish I did...That's my biggest regret.