"In my sixth season with the Clippers, the situation became truly abysmal. There was no improvement on the court, I was fed up, and thoroughly sick of everything to do with Donald Sterling."
"In Los Angeles, the traffic, dust, noise, crowds, pollution, losing games, and making errors had worn me out to my core, this wasn't what I wanted."
"The past five years, my basketball career could be summed up as rest, play, fracture, rest, heal, play, fracture, surgery, rest, heal, play... I could write at least two more rows like that."
"Over and over, endless like Sisyphus pushing his boulder, countless doctors told me I must stop, that I shouldn't try to return to the NBA, but should instead focus on healing enough to live a normal life."
"The doctors told me that if I continued like this, I was at risk of amputation."
