Elvis Presley Was The Sweetest, Most Humble

I Predict That This Will Be The Greatest Book Ever And It Will Sell More Than Any Other Book In History

The Sun Is Always Shining Someplace.

A Long Time Ago, I Took A Walk Down A Street In Harlem In New York City. I Came Upon A Man Who Asked Me For A Dollar. He Had Asked A Few Other People Before Me, But They Only Passed Him By Without Glancing His Way. I Stopped And Handed The Man Some Money. As I Began To Turn Away, He Reached Out And Shook My Hand. He Looked Me In The Eyes And Said, "i Will Bless You." Now, I'm Not Saying That Was God Himself. But How Do We Know That It Wasn't Someone Working For Him, Walking Around In Disguise, Just To See What We Would Do?

I Need To Get Everything Straight. I'm Not Involved In A Power Struggle Between Black And White.

I Used To Ask My Brother Rudy To Throw Rocks At Me. I'd Dodge Every One. That's How I Learned How To Bob And Weave: Ducking Rocks.