Lighting that torch in Atlanta didn't make me nervous. Standing up to the government - that made me nervous.

You don't want no pie in the sky when you die, You want something here on the ground while you're still around.

A black, a Puerto Rican and a Mexican are in a car. Who's driving? The police.

I just can't see myself with a man on the ropes and just to prove how bad I am - and I see in his eyes, his head, he's hopeless - and I'm just deliberately hitting. I don't do that.

Will be a divine fight, a holy war...Armageddon on a miniature scale.

It's impossible for 30 million black people to be violent against 170 million - we need a mental revolution, unity in coming together, and not physical.

To the people that have said I'm too small, I'm not fast enough, I don't have what it takes, I'm not strong enough. THANK YOU