I had it in my heart. I believed in myself, and I had confidence. I knew how to do it, had natural talent and I pursued it.

My only fault is that I don't realize how great I really am.

Inside of a ring or out, ain't nothing wrong with going down. It's staying down that's wrong.

No woman on this whole earth can please me and cook for me and socialise and talk to me like my American black woman.

I sought the advice and cooperation from all those around me- but not permission.

Whites have always put one against another and now they have a dead man who was nothin' but a, he admitted it himself, Malcolm X, was a tramp or had white women sellin' their body for him, he was nothin' until the Honorable Elijah Mohammed made him great, made him great, taught him, even his name X come from Elijah.

I don't look like no kiwi bird