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

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

The one who doesn't fall, doesn't stand up.

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.

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.

My weight is not enough and strength is not enough either, so I have to take the fight by mastery.

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.