It embarrasses me to think of all those years I was buying silk suits and alligator shoes that were hurting my feet; cars that I just parked, and the dust would just build up on them.
You never help others by allowing them to getaway with giving less than their best efforts.
After you work out, you have your dog with you. There’s no better companion. You’ve got to have a friend. I didn’t like opponents who had dogs with them. Because you know they had a little edge. They have a friend.
People trust me. I sell sincerity.
They say I don’t fight guys unless they’re on a respirator. That’s incorrect. They have to be at least 3 days off a respirator.
There ain’t nothing like being in the corner, and the trainer is whispering in your ear and another guy is putting in your mouthpiece. Five seconds to go, the boom! The bell. It’s more exciting than looking down a cliff.
I look at my children and one thing I’m most proud of, in my heart, are my children.
Learn to sell and you’ll never starve.
I hope to have one more boxing match at the age of 55. Given that demographic at the age of 55 to 65, you’ve got to make a statement with your life. Otherwise, you are just existing.
If I could take a punch like that, I might have been able to think up a name besides George for all my sons.
Changing your nature is the hardest thing to do. But I discovered that you can be who you choose to be.
As long as I’m reading, I’m at home.
Boxing is the sport to which all other sports aspire.
Heroes have a rough time because they stand up when they ought not to, they speak when they ought not to; they always have to go that extra mile.
I’m the world heavyweight champion. I consider myself a citizen of the whole world.
All my sons are named George Foreman. They all know where they came from.
I know from experience that you should never give up on yourself or others, no matter what.
A boxer never sees the big one that hits him.
I wanted the world to know where I was from. I wanted to say to the world, “We gotcha.” America gotcha.
Growing up poor, I didn’t even have a lunch to take to school.
I didn’t love school because I wanted to disguise that I was poorer than everybody else. So when I was a teen I reached out in a wrong way. I started to be a mugger, to rob people in the streets, just to supply for my needs.