Like me or don't like me, I'm not going to adjust my behavior, just to gain a few more positive fans.

The media loves nothing more than when there is a racial scandal or something. Racism, bigotry, these are just such hot button issues, and the media loves it.

My comments concerning persons afflicted with AIDS as well as various minority groups have left people wondering if I am a racist.

I'll admit I said something I shouldn't have said.

I have a group of close personal friends that are all my world. My family is my world. And as long as those people are happy with me, then I'm happy with myself.

The last thing I want to do... is offend people and ostracize myself.

I'm merely a baseball player, guys. In the great scheme of things, my thoughts, opinions and attitudes are of little importance.

Even though it might appear otherwise from what I've said, I am not a racist. I should not have said what I did because it is not what I believe in my heart.

I am extremely sorry for the stress and confusion I have brought on the Braves organization.

I have hurt people. It was unintentional, but nevertheless, there was damage done.

Sharing life brings the greatest joy.

The idea that other perspectives exist may not be obvious to those who are in an emotional state of mind.

There cannot be love without loss, just like there cannot be happiness without sadness, or light without dark.

The future of our society today lies in the legacy we leave behind for our children.

[Detractors] are just wrong, and that's okay. They just don't see it yet. That's what I would tell myself to keep those moments of doubt, only moments.

Laughter is what spills over the edge of an inspired life.

Those who win big do it by creating other winners.

Thought ceases in meditation; even the mind's elements are quite quiet. Blood circulation stops. His breath stops, but he is not dead.

I grew up the son of an acting teacher but I've never been really good at articulating what that process is. It was always a bit more internal.

He found himself understanding the wearisomeness of this life,where every path was an improvisation and a considerable part of one's waking life was spent watching one's feet.