I knew I wasn’t going to be a rocket scientist – let’s not be fools – but I wasn’t going to be a bum.
MR. TI knew I wasn’t going to be a rocket scientist – let’s not be fools – but I wasn’t going to be a bum.
MR. TIf you can’t read, the only thing you can do is enjoy the pictures, not the whole story.
MR. TGold was a gift to Jesus. If it’s good enough for Jesus, it’s good enough for me!
MR. TWhen I’m ready to fight, my opponent has a better chance of surviving a forest fire wearing gasoline drawers.
MR. TI use my celebrity status to inspire someone, to give them hope.
MR. TI listen to my mother, and that keeps me out of trouble. I’m a good son.
MR. TWhen I was old enough to change my name, I changed it to Mr. T so that the first word out of someone’s mouth was ‘Mister,’ a sign of respect.
MR. TI’m a Christian – I really don’t believe in UFOs.
MR. TI had seven brothers and four sisters. I told my mama, ‘One of these days I’m going to be big and strong and buy you a beautiful house.’ That’s all I’ve ever wanted to do with my life, is to take care of my mother.
MR. TTo have a comeback, you have to have a setback.
MR. TTo the women and children, T stands for tender. To the bad guys and thugs, it stands for tough.
MR. TMy mother raised me with God. We were poor financially, but we were rich spiritually.
MR. TWhen I was nine years old, living on the south side of Chicago, my father was a minister and my mother used to scrub floors.
MR. TMy reputation grew because I was a professional. I did my job, and I was courteous – a no-nonsense guy.
MR. TThey shouldn’t make the departure of a dancer so tear jerky because nobody’s going to war.
MR. TI used to bodyguard for some celebrities and other people, and when I wasn’t doing that, I used to work at a disco as a doorman or a bouncer.
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