The Best Defense Is A Good Offense.

For The First And Only Time, I Was More Worried About Getting Hurt By The Crowd Than By The Guy I Was Fighting. I Got A Pretty Good Blast When Introduced. The Crowd Was Hollering And Raising Hell. I Looked Around For My Bodyguard, A Colorful New York Character Named Wild Bill Lyons, Who Packed Two Pearl-handled Pistols And Used To Talk A Lot About His Days In The West. Wild Bill Was Under The Ring, Hiding.

Honey, I Just Forgot To Duck.

I Never Went To Bed In My Life And I Never Ate A Meal In My Life Without Saying A Prayer. I Know My Prayers Have Been Answered Thousands Of Times, And I Know That I Never Said A Prayer In My Life Without Something Good Coming Of It.

All The Time He's Boxing, He's Thinking. All The Time He Was Thinking, I Was Hitting Him.

Nailing Him Was Like Trying To Thread A Needle In A High Wind.