As someone that was a good ambassador of a growing sport, that always wanted to fight the best fighters and always gave the fans the best he could give.

I like this feeling of weariness after training, when I'm walking home exhausted, dragging my feet. I like this a lot.

Only if God tells me to come back. No other way.

One who does not fall, does not stand up.

Years ago we hardly had anything to eat. Now I earn more money and I see every opponent as a man that tries to put me back to that poorer period. That man has to be eliminated.

As someone that was a good ambassador of a growing sport, that always wanted to fight the best fighters and always gave the fans the best he could give.

The one who doesn't fall doesn't stand up. It happens that I was made kind of an idol. Everybody loses. That happens. I'm a normal human being, as are all of us. If it is God's will, the next fight I'll win... No pressure at all. There is some relief because tomorrow I will go back home.