My only fault is that I don't realize how great I really am.

It's hard to be humble, when you're as great as I am.

The only thing that matters is submitting to the will of God.

I'm more at home with my log cabins than I am in my house in Cherry Hill.

When I won the Golden Gloves in 1960, that made me realize I had a chance. And when I won at the Olympics, that sealed it: I was the champ.

All of us are so mixed. My great-grandfather was white.