“When did our love become a war we had to fight to keep?”

Our story was never one to be told, but know that I remain loving you from here.

A hand that holds what the heart knows it must let go of.

When you’re feeling doubtful, remember that an idea set forth with hard work can create miracles.

If I feel everything, is that a gift or a burden?

We couldn’t be friends because God knows we were meant to be lovers. Doomed to never belong to each other.

When everything feels a little less real, life becomes all the more frightening.

We were more than merely a product of luck, we were written by the gods.

It’s always the right time to let go of anything that feels wrong.

I don’t know how to leave what has already left me.

I knew it was from the heart because I cried as I said it.

Foolishly hoping you return with a kiss.

Even in my dreams, you’re unsure.

My heart holds your name like it’s the only thing it knows.

He is the love of my life, but not in this life.

I’m a temporary being consumed by a lifetime of fantasies.

Anxiety is on the run and depression sleeps in the next room.

Lost causes are the only ones worth fighting for.

I’m looking forward to fighting Chisora, getting him out of the way, and then fighting Klitschko for all the belts, but I don’t think Wladimir is going to take the fight.

A fighter has to know fear.

I’ve been fighting my whole career to show a different side and prove naysayers – not prove them wrong, because I don’t think you should get your energy from negative people.

The religion is a personal thing in my life and fighting in the ring, it’s boxing. It’s my profession. God always gives me strength.

I already know what boxers do; I’ve been in it all my life. I know what they do, and I know how they prepare.

I want to convey to women across the globe that they aren’t weak. They can fight for themselves and get justice.

I’ve not been paid millions of pounds for any fights. I’ve not made any money out of boxing.