I consider myself blessed. I consider you blessed. We've all been blessed with God-given talents. Mine just happens to be beating people up.

It is wonderful. It truly is. It is the only thing that is real! It's you against me, it's challenging another guy's manhood. With gloves. Words cannot describe that feeling of being a man, of being a gladiator, of being a warrior. It's irreplaceable.

My ambition is not to be just a good fighter. I want to be great, something special.

Holyfield is nothing but class, and I think he's a breath of fresh air for the sport.

Within our dreams and aspirations we find our opportunities.

People can do more than they ever believe they can do. Physically, mentally, academically. You have to be pushed. It hurts. But it's worth it, and it's a great thing.

I'll think, If this is his first punch, how are the others gonna feel? That's the only fear I have for myself