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.

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

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

It's only pain, it will not hurt you.

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.

Everybody underestimates the kick to the groin.

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

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

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

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

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

If we obey the great laws, we shall be happy.

Fear succeeds crime - it is its punishment.

Life is so urgent and necessitates living slow. It's only the amateurs-and that I've been, and it's been ugly-who thinks slow and urgent are contradictory.

The surest pledge of a deathless name Is the silent homage of thoughts unspoken.

I have the best job in the world with the best fans in the world

People take England on trust, and repeat that Shakespeare is the greatest of all authors. I have read him: there is nothing that compares Racine or Corneille: his plays are unreadable, pitiful.

I don't think I'm generous enough to be the straight guy. I sort of make my own way and make my own statement. Do I mind pushing myself forward? Not at all.

A prophet is not without honor except in his own country among his own people.

The unseen energy that was once in Shakespeare or Picasso or Galileo or any human form, is also available to all of us. That is because the spirit energy does not die, it simply changes form.

How are things in Glocca Mora this fine day?