"Undisputed Truth: My Autobiography" kitabından sitat

I was just a miserable person then. I couldn’t understand why anyone would want to be with me. I didn’t want to be with me. I think that my mother handed down her depression to me. I didn’t know what I was doing when I was the champion. I just wanted to be like my old heroes. I didn’t care if I was going to die tomorrow. I had read a book about Alexander the Great when I was younger. He would rather have a few years of glory than a lifetime of obscurity. So what did I care if I died?