When I entered the sport of boxing I wanted to be one of the best and be undefeated. And I was able to attain that, not just one championship title, but four.

If you're passionate about something, you believe in it, then you have to be consistent. And you have to put in the hard work that it takes to be successful.

Sometimes your worst hits in life wind up being your best advantage. If only you could believe that when you're getting hit.

Sometimes if you don't physically attempt something, you don't realize how sick to your stomach or how hard it is.

I was one of those people who wasn't getting a lot of milk, so I had to pump forever to just get two ounces of milk. But, you know, I wasn't going to give up or stop.

I am thrilled and honored to have a seat at the table for meaningful conversation with so many accomplished women in the sports world.

Everyone wouldn't just accept that I wanted to be a fighter - because I wasn't someone that they envisioned could or would be a fighter.

Maybe if I completely shaved my head and get the frost out of my moustache, maybe I could get one of those serious acting jobs.

I don't get the action... well, I never did get the big action hero parts. I was always locked into making the kids movies, which were a lot of fun.

My father loves people. No matter what their race, no matter what their position in life, he treated everyone with kindness and love and respect. And that was instilled in me just by watching him.

If you knew you could change your lifestyle and diet and avoid heart disease and other things, you should do it.

If you don’t fight for your dreams, you won’t earn anything. If you don’t anything, you will beg for everything.

You expect me to come and work for you dressed up as a man?” I gasped.

I wish I was born in that era: dancing with Fred Astaire and Gene Kelly, going to work at the studio dressed in beautiful pants, head scarves, and sunglasses.

I'm not resigned, but I'm realistic too. The statistics in my case are very poor. Not many people come through esophageal cancer and live to talk about it, or not for long.

You just can't win. Men have very recent land mines in their heads. Women have recorded conversations and photographs in their heads from 15 years ago.

My fiery protest is simply the cry of my very soul.

But woe to him, who left to moan, Reviews the hours of brightness gone.

We all strive to find moments of clarity, of order.

I've always had a hunger for realizing myself through my career.

I had to fight so hard not to cry.