“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.’”

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.

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

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

Soon it will be a sin of parents to have a child that carries the heavy burden of genetic disease. We are entering a world where we have to consider the quality of our children.

In California, I guess you belong to the state; you don’t even belong to your parents. It’s an old Spanish law. It doesn’t require your parents to swear out a complaint; anybody can.

My parents used to take me to the pet department and tell me it was a zoo.

Where are all the sour patch parents?

I have always been a singer, a writer, and a musician, not as a prodigy or as in a trade handed to me by my parents, but because of an inner voice or maybe a command from beyond reality as it is usually defined.

We all need that extra friend outside of our immediate family to talk about that extra stuff you wouldn’t normally talk to your parents about.

It was a mixed blessing to have famous parents. It was tough to go to auditions and be bad, since I couldn’t be anonymous.

I was an only child, a very late child, born to parents who were both 39 at the time, which was very late back then. That kind of confirmed my sense of being the center of the universe, which I guess every child feels – children and poets both tend to feel.