“Maybe my life isn’t great. We don’t have all the answers. Look at it from my side.”

If Lebron was playing in the late 80’s and early 90’s, just an average player

As long as I play ball, I can get any woman I want.

I don’t fit into the mold of the NBA man, and I think I’ve been punished financially for it.

My feet are like gnarled old tree branches.

It’s amazing that Bill Clinton could do one thing and have sex with his secretary and really get away with it and still be powerful.

Larry Bird is overrated in a lot of areas. … Why does he get so much publicity? Because he’s white. You never hear about a black player being the greatest.

For years the league has thought I’ve been on drugs. I would have burned out a long time ago if that was true.

This life is like a swimming pool. You dive into the water, but you can’t see how deep it is.

If the North wanted to hack anything in the world, anything in the world, really, they are going to go hack a movie? Really?!

I went from five foot eleven to six foot eight, and the more ball I played, the more I caught on to the game.

They didn’t have a problem with me being wild and crazy when it came time to fill the arenas.

I say I’m Jimi Hendrix, Jim Morrison, Janis Joplin all wrapped up into one. If I die early … I’ll be just like those guys.

I felt like calling attention to AIDS. I had the AIDS ribbon colored into my hair during the playoffs in ’95.

I’ve been homeless. I’ve worked at 7-Eleven.

I’m hungrier than those other guys out there. Every rebound is a personal challenge.

For five years I’ve felt like the best prostitute in a high-class whorehouse. But all the other girls get paid more than I do.

Books and all forms of writing are terror to those who wish to suppress the truth.

Of all the home remedies, a good wife is best.

We all have our individual artistic temperaments as well as partisanships in creative directions. And we have strong opinions on the merits of the products of our occupation.

All we can do is go around telling the truth.

All war propaganda consists, in the last resort, in substituting diabolical abstractions for human beings. Similarly, those who defend war have invented a pleasant sounding vocabulary of abstractions in which to describe the process of mass murder.

It is a grand thing to rise in the world. The ambition to do so is the very salt of the earth. It is the parent of all enterprise, and the cause of all improvement.

Why did you do all this for me?’ he asked. ‘I don’t deserve it. I’ve never done anything for you.’ ‘You have been my friend,’ replied Charlotte. ‘That in itself is a tremendous thing.

I don’t at all search for an ideal woman, but several ideal women.