All men have the stars， but they are not the same things for different people。 For some， who are travelers， the stars are guides。 For others they are no more than little lights in the sky。 For others， who are scholars， they are problems。 For my businessman they were wealth。 But all these stars are silent。 You – you alone – will have the stars as no one else has them.
Love me or hate me, it's one or the other. Always has been. Hate my game, my swagger. Hate my fadeaway, my hunger. Hate that I'm a veteran. A champion. Hate that. Hate it with all your heart. And hate that I'm loved, for the exact same reasons."
