I was lucky, from the age of 12 I had boxing talent and was good for my age.

I don't know how many millions I'll make, so I have to give some back to charity. God blesses me with the money, but only if I give some away.

Impossible is nothing.

Oh! how the hours hasten to change into days, the days into months, the months into years, and those into life's annihilation!

Whoever knocks persistently, ends by entering.

Boxing's a rough sport. After every fight I rush to the mirror to make sure I'm presentable.

It's ain't sad that I want my child to look like me? Every intelligent person wants their child to look like him.