Without love, loyalty, desires, passion, courage, dignities, faith, beliefs and all the other ingredients that go into making the human soul something so elevated that only God knows its limits, we are only shells bobbing aimlessly in a calm sea of mediocrity. ...And if you can figure that out, please write and explain it to me because you're a better man than I am.

In a contest between me and a bulldog, you would say the bulldog is cuter.

Boxing is sort of an inevitability. We know they are going to be pounding each other.

If you come into my house, I'm going to fight much more viciously to get you out than if we were on a neutral piece of land.

When I'm on a location, I pick a restaurant that's close and private and eat all my meals there.

I used to tweet, but it's an act of futility. You're not really making any impact, and if you find yourself in a mood when you wanna be a bit controversial and you post something, you suddenly realise, 'Oh my God!' because you've opened yourself up to a bunch of criticism from strangers.

I feel that America is like a child that grew up so strong and so fast and so tall that it became self-conscious about its size and started to stoop over so as not to offend anyone.