People see it [boxing] as a physical contact sport, but it's not. It's really a spiritual one of will against will. Who wants it the most? How much is he willing to take - and dish out - to get it? It's like fighting is 10 percent physical and 90 percent emotional.

I don't do nothin' unless I risk humiliating myself and really embarrassing myself. When I have that hanging over my head, it allows me to rise to the occasion.

You're sweet. I'm going to make sure you kiss me good with those big lips. I'm gonna make you my girlfriend.

I just want to do what I do best, and that's fight. I love it.

I felt the same fear in my first fight as I did in my last fight. It never goes away.

I'm addicted to perfection. Problem with my life is I was always also addicted to chaos. Perfect chaos.

I sacrifice so much of my life, can I at least get laid?