This is just another man, another fight, another payday.

Life doesn't run away from nobody. Life runs at people.

I want to hit him, step away and watch him hurt. I want his heart.

This is just another man, another fight, another payday.

When I go out there, I have no pity on my brother. I'm out there to win.

We're in Manila. Come on, gorilla; this is a thriller.

Boxing is the only sport you can get your brain shook, your money took and your name in the undertaker book.

Ali always said I would be nothing without him. But what would he have been without me?

Ali even told me in the ring, 'You can't beat me - I'm your Lord.' I just told him, 'Lord, you're in the wrong place tonight.'

Ali would not be Ali unless I had come along. Him and me had three fights.

I don't think a man has to go around shouting and play-acting to prove he is something. And a real man don't go around putting other guys down, trampling their feelings in the dirt, making out they're nothing.

I grew up in Beaufort, South Carolina, in a six-room farmhouse with a couple of leaning posts to keep it from fallin'. I came up in a time when men were men.

I had my Olympic gold medal cut up into eleven pieces. Gave all eleven of my kids a piece. It'll come together again when they put me down.

I hated Ali. God might not like me talking that way, but it's in my heart.

I know my destiny. I was born into animosity, bigotry and hatred. We had water for white folks, and water for coloured folks. White lines, black lines. I came from Beaufort in South Carolina, and it was tougher than Georgia, Alabama and Mississippi.

I was never, ever once angry in the ring.

I wasn't a big guy. People thought the big guys would eat me up. But it was the other way around. I loved to fight bigger guys.

I went to see President Nixon at the White House. It wasn't difficult to get a meeting because I was heavyweight champion of the world. So I came to Washington and walked around the garden with Nixon, his wife and daughter. I said: I want you to give Ali his licence back. I want to beat him up for you.

It was all about the ring. That's where you got your brains shook and the money took.

My left eye went when I was young. I was working the speed bag, and some steel went in the eye and scratched it to pieces. I was kinda blind in that eye.

Preaching don't mean you are a true man. You got to go out and do.

Since I was a boy of five or six, I had it in my mind I would be a world boxing champion.

The way I fight, it's not me beatin' the man. I make the man whip himself.

There are places on a man's head that are as hard as a rock. Your head's actually stronger than your body. And you don't have too many instruments up there workin'.

This ultimate fighting stuff is something I don't agree with. Once a man is down, you have to let him have a chance to prove how good he is.

Trust me. Sometimes God comes down and puts his hand on you if you're too big in your thoughts.

When I was a boy, I used to pull a big cross saw with my dad. He'd use his right hand, so I'd have to use my left.

Work is the only meanin' I've ever known.

When I go out there, I have no pity on my brother. I am out there to win.

Fight the good fight of faith, and God will give you spiritual mercies.

As a nation we should commit ourselves not only to the fight against terrorism, but to economic justice, defeat of the AIDS epidemic and vestiges of discriminatory policies of all kinds.

It's a very hard and competitive business in which you have to fight every day in order to impose yourself.

Especially today as we fight the war on terror - against an enemy that represents hatred, extremism and stands behind no flag - we need to remember the sacrifices that have gone into protecting our flag.

The people themselves, and only the people, determine the rhythm of our fight.

I hated Chris, my brother. I would pull his hair and kick him, until one day my father gave him permission to fight back. I'll be apologizing to him for the rest of my life.

Even though the outcome wasn't the way it should have been, publicly I still feel in my heart I won the Sugar Ray Leonard fight.

But on the other hand, in the midst of the chaos, you find normal people. You find people who are willing to risk their lives to tell you what they saw, even though they have no dog in the fight.

There are two things that I put my focus on. One is the fight against AIDS and finding a cure. The other is human rights.

We in this Congress have a choice. The American people have a right to exercise a choice on this issue, as to whether our men and women will continue to fight and die in a war based on deception and fantasy, or to start bringing the troops home.

We must provide all kinds of freedom, personal and economic, to all Iraqis. I will fight for that.

I don't like guys who will lie down and take it. I want someone who'll fight back. I like people who can argue well.

When I fight someone, I want to break his will. I want to take his manhood. I want to rip out his heart and show it to him.

The liberation movement which I led in Algeria, the organization that I created to fight the French army, was at first a small movement of nothing at all. We were but some tens of people throughout Algeria, a territory that is five times the size of France.

I feel like I'm a fighter. I've fought my whole life to get to where I'm at. I like fight movies. When someone gets knocked down, I like to root for him to succeed.

We Bosniaks would for sure fight for integrity of Bosnia.

I have been lucky, of course. Like, last year, if I went out, I'd have to fight to chat someone up. This year, I look exactly the same, which is really scruffy, and yet lots of people seem to have just changed their minds and decided I'm really sexy.

All the tribes tell the same story. They are surrounded on all sides, the game is destroyed or driven away; they are left to starve, and there remains but one thing for them to do - fight while they can.

If fate means you to lose, give him a good fight anyhow.

As long as justice and injustice have not terminated their ever renewing fight for ascendancy in the affairs of mankind, human beings must be willing, when need is, to do battle for the one against the other.