Nailing Him Was Like Trying To Thread

When I Was A Young Fellow I Was Knocked Down Plenty. I Wanted To Stay Down, But I Couldn't. I Had To Collect The Two Dollars For Winning Or Go Hungry. I Had To Get Up. I Was One Of Those Hungry Fighters. You Could Have Hit Me On The Chin With A Sledgehammer For Five Dollars. When You Haven't Eaten For Two Days You'll Understand.

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

Honey, I Just Forgot To Duck.

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

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