“Rivers, ponds, lakes and streams – they all have different names, but they all contain water. Just as religions do – they all contain truths”

Truly great people in history never wanted to be great for themselves. All they wanted was the chance to do good for others and be close to God.

Champions aren’t made in gyms. Champions are made from something they have deep inside them a desire, a dream, a vision. They have to have the skill, and the will. But the will must be stronger than the skill.

Others may know pleasure, but pleasure is not happiness. It has no more importance than a shadow following a man.

Hating people because of their color is wrong. And it doesn’t matter which color does the hating. It’s just plain wrong.

You dont lose if you get knocked down; you lose if you stay down.

I’ve never let anyone talk me into not believing in myself.

The man who views the world at 50 the same as he did at 20 has wasted 30 years of his life.

Don’t count the days; make the days count.

Wisdom is knowing when you can’t be wise.

My toughest opponent has always been me.

It isn’t the mountains ahead to climb that wear you out; it’s the pebble in your shoe.

The fight is won or lost far away from the witnesses, behind the lines, in the gym, and out there on the road; long before I dance under those lights.

The greater our level of understanding, the harder the tests become.

To be a great champion you must believe you are the best. If you’re not, pretend you are.

The man with no imagination has no wings.

Impossible is not a fact, It’s an opinion.

War contains so much folly, as well as wickedness, that much is to be hoped from the progress of reason.

Jealousy contains more of self-love than of love.

Body time flows at its own variable rate, oblivious to the most precise hydrogen master clocks in the laboratory. In fact, the human body contains its own exquisite time-pieces, all with their separate rhythms.

Dartmoor contains such a rich variety of landscape, as many boulders, foaming rivers and twisted trees as my heart could ever desire.

Past dreams of bliss our lives contain, And slight the chords that still retain A heart estranged to joys again,

Each man is contained and constrained, on entering social life, to fit his own life in, just as he fits his words and thoughts into a language that was formed without and before him and which is impervious to his power.

Each title a reminder of the stored information and creative thoughts contained therein.

To me exposition always contains tenderness.