Everybody has a plan until they get punched in the mouth. Then, like a rat, they stop in fear and freeze.

Fighting is a sport; if you're not humble it's going to bring humbleness to you.

I'm a dreamer. I have to dream and reach for the stars, and if I miss a star then I grab a handful of clouds.

Tupac Shakur always wanted me to smoke weed with him, and I never did it, and I wish I did...That's my biggest regret.

Discipline is doing what you hate to do, but nonetheless doing it like you love it.

As long as we persevere and endure, we can get anything we want.

Everybody you fight is not your enemy and everybody who helps you is not your friend.

I'm just like you. I enjoy the forbidden fruits in life, too.

At one point, I thought life was about acquiring things. But as a I get older, life is totally about losing everything.

Fighting is not physical, fighting is spiritual. It's the determination and the will in the guy.

God lets everything happen for a reason. It's all a learning process, and you have to go from one level to another.

Perhaps a hero is someone who doesn’t register his own vulnerability. Is it courage, then, if you’re too daft to know you’re mortal?

loss takes as much as love does, sometimes more

Mortals cannot perceive me with the physical eye whilst in my pure form unless it is of my choosing, for it would result in fatality, which begs the question of why you are an exception.

There's a lot I don't understand... but not understanding is better than not believing

I do enjoy my solo time ... I want to stay home and do soundtracks and watch TV in my underwear with a keyboard on my lap and just be a couch potato.

Western audiences can gain an impression of China from my films. This is an excellent channel for promoting China's culture.

I'm really interested in modern history, but to fulfill a History degree at Brown you have to do modern and pre-modern.

Think as you work, for in the final analysis, your worth to your company comes not only in solving problems, but also in anticipating them.

How much do I love thee? Go ask the deep sea How many rare gems In its coral caves be; Or ask the broad billows, That ceaselessly roar, How many bright sands Do they kiss on the shore?

I long To hear the story of your life, which must Take the ear strangely.