“I’ve got a tidy chin and a decent punch. And, for people who think they can fight and are champions, I’ll make it extremely hard.”

I’m not even scared of the devil. If the devil confronted me, I’d confront him as well.

For me, it’s about being a star, being a superstar, and not just winning a world title but becoming the best-ever British fighter this country has ever had. That’s what I am, and that’s what I intend to do.

All my people are from Ireland. I was born in Manchester, but I am Irish.

I’ve challenged Cain Velasquez to a fight three times. He’s a little boy who doesn’t want to fight. He said no, live on TV.

My mum had 14 pregnancies – but only four of us survived. We had a little sister born for a few days and she died. There had to be a funeral.

If ever you want to get rid of somebody you don’t want to talk to, just mention God. They’re out of there.

I’ve got an outspoken personality, which gets people thinking, and my style of fighting is aggressive. Everything’s on the line all the time. In my fights, there’s drama.

Every time I stray away from the Lord’s word, I find emptiness and darkness.

I was always quite good at fixing and working with cars. My dad’s always dealt cars, and I’ve always been brought up around them. They’re one of the things I’ve always been interested in.

Whatever is conventional, I am the opposite. So if you want to walk in a straight line, I am going to walk in zigzags. If you want to throw a 1-2, I’ll throw a 2-1.

Whether someone like Klitschko wins, loses, draws, or gets knocked out in five seconds, he is still a big name.

I’d like to take a course in writing. I’m not the best writer in the world. I’d like to write more neatly, even though people don’t send many handwritten letters these days.

There’s lots of sins in this life. We’re all sinners. If you don’t believe in God and you don’t believe in the scriptures, then we are on a different page.

I’m a little bit backward. I didn’t really go to school.

You can take a man out of Ireland, but you can’t take the Irishness out of the man.

Although I think of myself as the greatest heavyweight, I do respect the legends of the past for what they did. But they are not my heroes.

A champion team needs only a small window of opportunity to stage a fightback, something I had learnt over the years.

Champions don’t give up when things get hard; they keep trying.  

What America demands in her black champions is a brilliant, powerful body and a dull, bestial mind.

Champions never complain, they are too busy getting better.

Always be the best, my boy, the bravest, and hold your head up high above all the others. Never disgrace the generation of your fathers. They were the bravest champions.

A true champion has experienced fatigue many times and yet always finds what they still haven’t given.

Real talent doesn’t always win championships, like real music doesn’t always win Grammys.

A champion of the workingman has never been known to die of overwork.