In Memoriam of Muhammad Ali

Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee.
I done wrestled with an alligator, I done tussled with a whale; handcuffed lightning, thrown thunder in jail; only last week, I murdered a rock, injured a stone, hospitalized a brick; I’m so mean I make medicine sick.

I hated every minute of training, but I said, ‘Don’t quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion.’

Only a man who knows what it is like to be defeated can reach down to the bottom of his soul and come up with the extra ounce of power it takes to win when the match is even.

I’ve made my share of mistakes along the way, but if I have changed even one life for the better, I haven’t lived in vain.

People don’t realize what they had till it’s gone. Like President Kennedy, there was no one like him, the Beatles, and my man Elvis Presley. I was the Elvis of boxing.

Age is whatever you think it is. You are as old as you think you are.

The man who has no imagination has no wings.

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