I'm always hungry. I want to be the best.

You sacrificed for us - you're the real MVP.

So many people doubted me. They motivated me every single day, to be, who I am.

In the game of basketball, I play first off because I love it. I love to have fun. I love to run up and down the court.

I didn’t fall in love with it just because it was me playing. I fell in love with it because I’ve got guys like this – like these guys every single day that push me to be the best that I can be.

Whoever want my spot can play me one-on-one for it.

The grass is not always greener on the other side. You learn to appreciate these people.

First off, I'd like to thank God for changing my life. It let me really realize what life is all about. Basketball is just a platform for me to inspire people, and I realize that.

My dream was to become a rec league coach. That's what I wanted to do. I wanted to stay home and help the kids out and be a coach.

This city, all they want us to be is ourselves. You love us how we are. We’re all a work in progress as men and you still love us and I thank you so much for embracing us.

Last, I just want to thank God again. He's the first and the last. Alpha and Omega. I thank you for saving my life.

I just happen to comprehend the low standards of the majority of the music-buying public, and I don’t care how condescending that sounds, it’s true. They always go for the shiny gimmicks. Always.

Shine brightly your light.

Every time you try to block a thought out of your mind, you drive it deeper into your memory. By resisting it, you actually reinforce it.

It's a strange feeling, owning a secret. It's like a stone in my stomach, crushing my insides and making me feel sick every time I think of it.

I don't want to die. Please don't let me die.

I believe in blues, and I believe that it's been misrepresented.

I have a passion for the name of "Mary," For once it was a magic sound to me, And still it half calls up the realms of fairy, Where I beheld what never was to be.

At the final judgment, everyone will stand before God alone.

Do not spit into the well, you'll get drunk

O God of battles! steel my soldiers’ hearts. Possess them not with fear.