“Visiting the hospital, visiting the kids with cancer, visiting the adults, and stuff like that. That’s what I do.”

All I ever wanted out of my life was to buy my mother a house. By 1995, I have achieved all I wanted materially in life.

My momma didn’t clean up floors so I could be a thug… so I could wear my pants down.

I said I would never wear my gold again because it would be insensitive and disrespectful to all the people who died and lost everything in Katrina.

If you gonna wear the mohawk, you stick with it. You don’t just be dibby-dabbing. You make up your mind.

You’ll never have any trouble with Mr. T, I’m just a big, calm teddy bear kind of guy. Mr. T ain’t ashamed to cry.

I try to work out my mind more these days. I try to eat right. I don’t drink, I don’t smoke, and I take the skin off chicken. But I’m not on no special diet. I like my steak and potatoes, ice cream, doughnuts.

Whatever role I play is a positive role; it’s a strong role. Never negative.

To be a bodyguard is to be a kamikaze pilot. Dedicated.

I was being trained because I wanted to be a preacher like my father. I wanted to talk about Moses; I wanted to talk about God.

I’ve turned those steel chains into gold to symbolize the fact that I’m still a slave, only my price tag is higher.

I always was a Christian… whatsoever a man thinks in his heart is who he is.

I take a lot of pride in the work I do, because people pay to see me. They’ve got to get babysitters, park their car, get popcorn and candy. I’ve got to be conscious of that.

I’m a bold Christian, not a scaredy-cat Christian.

Left ear, I wear four earrings. The four is symbolic of the four seasons, spring, winter, summer and fall, the four directions, north, east, south and west, the four gospel writers, Matthew, Mark, Luke and John.

When you give, it comes back to you.

My faith was tested like Job. That’s the message I try to tell other people: just because you believe in God, serve God, feed the hungry, clothe the naked, people gotta realize, it don’t mean things not gonna happen to you.

Jealousy is an inner consciousness of one’s own inferiority. It is a mental cancer.

Sadness is more or less like a head cold – with patience, it passes. Depression is like cancer.

I go to cancer wards, and I tell them guys, ‘I’ve beaten it. You can, too.’

I believed in God when cancer come to me. Now when I speak, I speak with authority because I’ve been there.

My gold, my money couldn’t stop cancer from appearing on my body. If they can’t save me, then I don’t need them.

Mr. T. been to chemo, Mr. T been to radiation, hair fall out… but he’s back. Now I can give hope when I go to the hospital, see the sick kids with cancer, tell them, don’t quit.

Southern California is a nice place, if you could cut out the show-business cancer. It just keeps spreading.

Syntactic sugar causes cancer of the semicolon.