Boxing Has Become America's Tragic Theater.

"because There Has Been No One To Stop Me" Has Been One Of The Principles Of My Life.

Language Is The Instrument In All Cases And Can Language Be Trusted?if It Were Not For Language, Could We Lie?

It's A Taboo Subject. How The Dead Are Betrayed By The Living. We Who Are Living--we Who Have Survived--understand That Our Guilt Is What Links Us To The Dead. At All Times We Can Hear Them Calling To Us, A Growing Incredulity In Their Voices, You Will Not Forget Me -- Will You? How Can You Forget Me? I Have No One But You.

The Worst Cynicism: A Belief In Luck.

Not What The Mind Sees, But What The Mind Imagines The Eye Must See.