Your attitude will go a long way in determining your success, your recognition, your reputation and your enjoyment in being a lawyer.
You had to have a unanimous jury verdict, and one percent of contributory negligence barred all recovery. It was so satisfying to realize I could do it. And I'll tell you what motivated me: competitiveness. I was betting on me. That's what a contingent-fee lawyer does.
The trick is to learn to contain one's ego, not conceal it.
We've got some real greedy hogs who own no interest in the company they're running, whose sole interest is in whatever it takes to be able to get to the point to fly out on their golden parachute and milk the shareholder and take risks that they shouldn't take.
When Frank Broyles coached at Arkansas, he used to have a golf tournament each year for all the Southwest Conference coaches.
There are more pompous, arrogant, self-centered, mediocre-type people running corporate America who should be sent out on some postal route delivering mail.
I happen to have a giant ego, an admission that will not shock my close friends or critics. I am not uncomfortable in saying that because the ego of a man often gets great things done.
When I walk into a courtroom, I feel like I'm home.
It's a great feeling knowing you've helped someone. That's what I've spent my life doing and my practice.
Any good trial lawyer knows that if you've got one credible expert or scientific study, then you can let the jury decide.
By not trying the small cases, the lawyers don't get the courtroom experience. So when the huge, bet-the-company cases come along, there are only a handful of trial lawyers who can handle it. That's why these big corporations still call us old-timers every day.
If you are not emotionally involved, your client is not getting your best effort.
I think Wallace Hall is an imbecile.
I think the average American has forgotten the great feel for liberty and accountability that the framers of the Constitution believed.
It's not a bad thing fighting for equality and helping the poor. It's not a bad thing to have on your professional tombstone: 'He believed in equality and he helped the poor.'
I love my wife. She had money when I didn't.
Medical research is needed, and I just saw there was a need for help that the government - state or federal - was not spending the taxpayers' money on helping people get through college.
We can still do good for others and do good for ourselves. I would wither and die, truthfully. I need to be somewhere where the light's on me.
The feeling of being accepted and acknowledgement and recognition and fame - I'm vain like everybody else. The feeling of achievement that I've helped the poor or somebody in need far outweighs the money.
I don't think I'm a good ol' boy. Honestly, the last thing I am is a redneck. I like silk sheets, fancy cars, beautiful women, good whiskey.
