I think I already proved that I wasn't just fighting for the money, because I fought as an amateur. I fought 90 fights for free.

You have good days, you have bad days. But the main thing is to grow mentally.

Everybody is blessed with a certain talent, you have to know what your talent is maximize it and push it to the limit.

I'm a boxer who believes that the object of the sport is to hit and not get hit.

Just live every day like it's your last day and be the best person that you can be.

To be the best you have to work overtime.

As long as you know you gave whatever you did 100% you're considered a winner in my book.

I know how I could beat myself: by not being disciplined, by slacking, by not dedicating myself to my craft, by not working hard, by not listening, by thinking I know it all - short like that.

I've done some things that I shouldn't have done but I know I'm not a bad person, and I know that I can become a better person... Only thing I can do is work at it.

If I did want to come back, I was going to make, what, $50 million? You know what; don't call my phone unless you've got $100 million.

A true champion can adapt to anything.

I have one top-notch baby with whom I am in love. It's a head-over-heels "first love" kind of thing, because I pay for everything and all we do is hold hands.

People have separated from each other with walls of concrete that blocked the roads to connection and love. and Nature has been defeated in the name of development.

People don't ask for facts in making up their minds. They would rather have one good soul-satisfying emotion than a dozen facts.

People travel north from Barcelona, not south.

I've never understood why people get mad at others for not being interested in them romantically - especially when there are so many reasons to be mad at people that are within their control.

"Weenie" was definitely a word we used at Yale back then. But I'm not sure you were one, Larry [Kramer]. Also, you were going by a different name.

Degenerates are not always criminals, prostitutes, anarchists and pronounced lunatics; they are often authors and artists

Love is our only weapon. Only love can turn mere life into a miracle, and draw precious meaning from suffering and fear.

Real people are made out of a whole lot of things-flesh, bone, blood, nerves, stuff like that. Literary people are made out of words.

Don't plant your days they turn into weeds