It's the emotional punches that you can't see that are just overwhelmingly devastating to your heart - your moral fiber.

I've lived places these guys can't defecate in.

I just look around and say, I'm a mess. I don't know why I do things.

I want your heart, I want to eat your children.

I was hittin' him with body punches and I hurt him. Actually he was cryin' in there, makin' woman gestures like

I probably have a 20,000-word vocabulary. I'll match my wits with anyone on literature, science and the arts.

Any man can do what he has to do. But doing it like you love it? That is what takes it to a whole different level. A champion does it like he loves it, even when he doesn't.