I'm too fast. I'm too smart. I'm too pretty.

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.

There's a reason I'm known - to bring people to Allah, to God.

I didn't run with a gang - I didn't have time. There were a few little street gangs sitting in the spotlights at night time - talking and playing marbles. But I was so wrapped up in boxing since I was 12.

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

You know I hate fighting. If I knew how to make a living some other way, I would.

I'm the most recognised and loved man that ever lived