“That’s what I do this for, to secure my family’s future. I don’t care about anything else. I’m able to spoil people, and that’s the best thing.”

Boxing is limited fighting with a specific rule set. Fighting is true, where you can do anything.

I am not stupid. I am a very bright guy. I know that in the fighting game, you get people who get brain damage and do themselves long-term harm.

I wish everyone well, but you need to focus on yourself. You need to stop putting your hand out. Everyone wants hand outs. Everyone wants things for free.

There are a lot of people who don’t know me and what I am all about.

Even when I was a kid, everything I had was the best.

I’m focusing on me. I’m focusing on my family’s security, my family’s financial security, so that’s all I can do.

Why go through life if you’re not going to challenge yourself?

Posture for combat is so vital.

I want to be financially secure by the time I have kids.

At 155, I will be the same animal, an even better animal.

People think hard sparring will get you sharp. And you do get sharp in the gym. But anytime I’ve trained that way, I’ve actually been a little bit flatter in the fight. And the knockout shot hasn’t come. It’s almost because my training has been too hard.

I certainly would not like to end up in a tie-up with Ms. Rousey.

Everything I’ve been thinking, every vision, even down to every shot I throw, it just ends up here in reality.

Ritual is another word for fear, manifested in a different way.

I don’t care about other sports. I don’t care about anything I don’t need to care about. This is my sport: it is my life. I study it; I think about it all the time. Nothing else matters.

People think I’m a celebrity. I’m not a celebrity.

There are books of which the backs and covers are by far the best parts.

Let us not try to be the best or worst of others, but let us make the effort to be the best of ourselves.

Wish them the very best and let them walk away.

The best way to be misunderstood is to care too much.

Now if only at my worst had I known I was about to be at my best.

If you’re forced to walk on knives in a world where they’re sharpened, wear your best heels.

You were the best and worst nights of my life fucking while the flames lick us at least you’re a distraction from my spiritual death. You’re a god damn angel in a crack den.

I was pushed to my limit and it almost broke my spirit I know change is for the best but there’s a part of me I haven’t left I’m taking time to love this mind of mine.