“I fight for the man next to me. It don’t matter about me, what matters about me is sacrificing for you; for the ultimate goal which is us.”

There’s one secret to hitting hard, and that is to completely dedicate your body. That’s the difference between a man going forward and a man going backward, no matter how big he is.

I just came out of the gym from three hours this morning. I got five hours of sleep. That’s it. Every day of my life, I’m trying to find a different way to get better.

The more you know about your opponents, the more you learn how to beat them. Where the holes open to run through, blocking schemes, even down to player tendencies and what hand they like to carry the ball with.

I’ve always said to the refs to not be the ones to decide the game. Let the players dictate the outcome.

My thing about camp is to come in and be who I am, which is the most dominant player in the game, That’s who I am, and that’s what I’m here for.

Success is one thing, impact is another.

No matter the circumstances that you may be going through, just push through it.

Wins and losses come a dime a dozen. But effort? Nobody can judge effort. Effort is between you and you. Effort ain’t got nothing to do with nobody else.

I’m a prideful person when it comes to competition.

Whatever your path is, that’s your path.

To be the best and stay there, sweat is necessary.

Let your name be worth more than your bank account.

Man believes in the possible, but God believes in the impossible.

No weapon formed against me shall prosper.

Do whatever you gotta do to chase your legacy every second of your life.

The journey, I promise you, is the greatest thing ever. The destination always takes care of itself.

Rule number one: Don’t fuck with librarians.

Turn moments of weakness into unwavering strength, when you fight for yourself you’ll have you to thank.

It is always more difficult to fight successfully against Faith than against knowledge.

He who would live must fight. He who doesn’t wish to fight in this world, where permanent struggle is the law of life, has not the right to exist.

I can fight only for something that I love, love only what I respect, and respect only what I at least know.

I fought fear and pain for my freedom. I didn’t come back the same, I came back alive.

How can I be brave when my insides are quaking from fighting this fear.

Those who want to live, let them fight, and those who do not want to fight in this world of eternal struggle do not deserve to live.