I don't have hair anymore. I've shrunk. I'm barely 6 feet 2 inches. I just had my teeth fixed because I'm a grinder.

5 feet, 2 inches and curvy ... everything I [always] wanted to be.

Grass grows by inches but it's killed by feet.

If I could reach down in my heart, I would say I'm sorry for every unkind word and thought I ever had.

If I moved back, my mother would love for me to move in because she absolutely loves her boys. 12 boys. She showers all of us. Would be no problem. She would love to have us back in the house.

I really started to forget things. That's why I quit reciting statistics: because I couldn't remember them exactly, and I stayed away from mentioning some players by name because I really wasn't sure, and I didn't want to make a mistake.