A man who views the world the same at fifty as he did at twenty has wasted thirty years of his life.

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.

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.

Someone stole my bicycle and I said I was going to learn to fight so that I could catch him and beat him up. But I never did catch him. But I ended up the champ of the whole world.

What’s my greatest weakness? Sad stories, people with problems

I was the first one in the gym, and the last one to leave.

What you're thinking is what you're becoming.