“Fighting is easy to understand. You just hit the guy as hard as you can.”

You can buy muscles, but you can’t buy COJONES!

Fedor has no weakness. I have seen so many fights, and even the best fighters in the world have a flaw in their game but I have yet to find one in Fedor Emelianenko.

Keep everything simple, don’t try anything crazy and all your strikes must be hard! NOTHING WEAK, no jabs or weak attacks.

No beer before 5 p.m., wait… did I just say that?

Apparently, the the only way to kill a lion is by rear naked choke. Personally, I’d just kick it in the head.

As long as you fight, you cannot lose… if you leave everything out there, it doesn’t matter if you win or lose. To me you can never lose.

A true champion is one who sweats from exhaustion when no one is watching.

I was this kid who never sat down. Nobody liked me? Well, I’d make sure they’d like me. I was the class clown, always doing crazy stuff and causing riots.

It’s only pain, it will not hurt you.

Everybody underestimates the kick to the groin.

Everybody’s beatable. Mixed martial arts, there’s many ways to win, and that also means there are many ways to lose, as well.

I knew everything in the forest. I had a secret home tree, where I pretty much lived. I also liked rooftops and streetlamps. My parents would get calls saying ‘He’s out there again.’

I am there for the best interests of the fighters, I want them to win. If they don’t accept that, bye bye.

A champion is someone who sweats to exhaustion, even when no one else is watching

I thought martial arts was going to help me with my movies and TV stuff, but I realized it would not.

I dont believe in an eye for an eye, I believe in two eyes for an eye

What one writer can make in the solitude of one room is something no power can easily destroy.

A statesman is an easy man, he tells his lies by rote. A journalist invents his lies, and rams them down your throat. So stay at home and drink your beer and let the neighbors vote.

It is comparatively easy to leave a mistress, but very hard to be left by one.

It is very, very easy not to be offended by a book. You just have to shut it.

Nowhere else than upon the sea do the days, weeks, and months fall away quicker into the past. They seem to be left astern as easily as the light air-bubbles in the swirls of the ship’s wake.

Easy reading is damn hard writing.

Hint at the existence of wickedness in a light, easy, and agreeable manner, so that nobody’s fine feelings may be offended.

This world owes all its forward impulses to people ill at ease.