“You might not have the things you want, but if you check carefully, you got all you need.”

To me, it’s offensive. A bouncer likes to get physical, likes to put his hands on people.

Why am I here? I’m not lucky. That’s God.

Life guided me to being a bodyguard, protecting people, then in the movies, so I’m happy with everything because basically all I ever wanted to do was be a good son and take care of my mother.

When I was growing up, my family was so poor we couldn’t afford to pay attention.

Stay humble and be concerned for the less fortunate.

I pity the fool who just gives up.

When I’m ready to fight, my opponent has a better chance of surviving a forest fire wearing gasoline drawers.

This guy Clubber Lang, I’ve been him all my life. He’s mean and hungry just like me.

I could talk all day, T stands for talking, T stands for tender, T stands for things that don’t even rhyme with T.

If you can’t read, the only thing you can do is enjoy the pictures, not the whole story.

My reputation grew because I was a professional. I did my job, and I was courteous – a no-nonsense guy.

I try to motivate people. I try to inspire them.

I was mischievous. I wasn’t bad. I stole food so we could eat. My mother didn’t know.

My mother told me, ‘Son, nobody else but God knows.’ And that’s what I’m about – reaching out to the people, crying with them, giving them hope.

Everybody has done something that we wish we didn’t say or do and wish we could take it back.

WWE asked me to be in the Hall of Fame, and I turned it down. You know why? They put Pete Rose in the wrestling Hall of Fame. This guy can’t even get into his own Hall of Fame.

Ambivalence is a wonderful tune to dance to. It has a rhythm all its own.

Frank nodded grimly. “Well…any goddess who throws a Ding Dong at a giant can’t be all bad. Let’s go.

What an antithetical mind! – tenderness, roughness – delicacy, coarseness – sentiment, sensuality – soaring and groveling, dirt and deity – all mixed up in that one compound of inspired clay!

We shall only differ in degree and not in kind,–just as the elephant differs from the slug. But by the concession of the materialists of all the schools, or almost all.

Self praise is no praise at all.

I live, but live to die: and, living, see nothing to make death hateful, save an innate clinging, a loathsome and yet all invincible instinct of life, which I abhor, as I despise myself, yet cannot overcome – and so I live. Would I had never lived!

I have great hopes that we shall love each other all our lives as much as if we had never married at all.

Every dog is allowed one bite, but a different view is taken of a dog that goes on biting all the time. He may not get his licence returned when it falls due.