The only limitations one has, are the ones they place on themselves

I don't count my situps. I only start counting once it starts hurting.

You can do what you want. But it's nature to be with your own. I want to be with my own.

On my twelfth birthday, I got a new bicycle as a present from my folks, and I rode it to a fair that was being held at the Columbia Gymnasium, and when I come out, my bike was gone. I was so mad I was crying, and a policeman, Joe Martin, come up and I told him I was going to whip whoever took my bike. He said I ought to take some boxing lessons to learn how to whip the thief better, and I did. That's when I started fighting.

Emmett Till and I were about the same age. A week after he was murdered... I stood on a corner with a gang of boys, looking at pictures of him in the black newspapers and magazines. In one, he was laughing and happy. In the other, his head was swollen and bashed in, his eyes bulging out of their sockets, and his mouth twisted and broken... I couldn't get Emmett Till out of my mind, until one evening I thought of a way to get back at white people for his death.

You can't take no Chinese man and give him no Puerto Rican woman and talking like they're in love and emotionally in love and physically.

No pork, soda pop, cigarettes, alcohol – ever!