By Forgetting The Past And

A Good Fighter Usually Knows, To Within A Very Few Seconds, When A Three-minute Round Is Going To End.

A Champion Owes Everybody Something. He Can Never Pay Back For All The Help He Got, For Making Him An Idol.

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.

A Gentle Man And A Gentleman.

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.