“Is sending the Harlem Globetrotters and Dennis Rodman to the DPRK strange? In a word, yes.”

I can’t begin to describe the amount of crap I’ve taken for being a lousy free-throw shooter.

I’ll be the judge of my own manliness.

These people didn’t know anything about black people, so the only thing they could imagine was the worst thing.

I spent money, I slept with women around the league, but I always kept my mind on the game.

The life I was leading was changing me into someone I didn’t even know.

I’m going to come out and tell it like it is.

It’s all about what they can get out of me.

I didn’t want to be known as Madonna’s playboy, her boy toy.

When I hit bottom, I can attack the problem and get to where I want to be.

Shaq is not the man. He’s the man because the NBA wants him to be the man, but before you can be the man, you’ve got to be the man.

I don’t trust what this life has given me.

I’m just saying I’m being myself, and people understand that.

I lost $35,000 in less than a week at the Mirage in Las Vegas.

They say Elvis is dead. I say, no, you’re looking at him. Elvis isn’t dead; he just changed color.

Why should I try to make you believe the things I believe in?

It’s a different story because guess what, the kid is only 28 years old, 28. He’s not his dad, not his grandpa. He’s 28 years old.

It will cost me a lot to send you with scott wearing that dress but, just so you know: if you come with that dress slightly wrinkled,i will trace scott, and when i find him, it’s not gonna be pretty

University: … a place where rich men send their sons who have no aptitude for business.

Send thank-you cards and give standing ovations. Be pro-stuff, not just anti-stuff.

Science is an investigation,” coach said, sanding his hands together. “science requires us to transform into spies.” put that way, science almost sounded fun. But i’d been in coach’s class long enough not to get my hopes up.

Sends Nature forth the daughter of the skies… To dance on earth, and charm all human eyes.

Trust is accepting what God sends into your life whether you understand it or not.

From the Far East I send you one single thought, one sole idea – written in red on every beachhead from Australia to Tokyo – “There is no substitute for victory!”

I go through my comments sometimes, and I’ll just take snapshots of the terrible ones and send them to my friends.