I wish I could make the statement that 'the odds were against me but you never quit', It was not true. I wanted to give up.

I would like to apologize to Brock Lesnar, his family, the UFC and the UFC fans for my stupid remarks. I respect Brock, all the other fighters, and the sport of mixed martial arts. I’m sorry that I stepped out of line.

If I improve just a little bit every day, I'm a happier person

I'm working on the intricacies of details of maneuvers that he still doesn't even know the names of.

You know what the true definition of hell is? It's when you die, you get to meet the person you could have been.

A lot of individuals are so worried about being politically correct. I'd rather go ahead and say what's on my mind than to sit there and come up with some PC 'Oh, the guy is a great fighter and I have a lot of respect for him.' If I don't mean it, why is it even coming out of my mouth? ... I want to fight Lesnar. I hate who he is as a person. I want to break his neck in the ring. I want him to be the first person that dies due to Octagon-related injuries. That's what's going through my mind.

Fighting is like life. You can do everything to a tee. You can show up and fail. That's no reason to quit.