Fans are going to give you crap no matter what sexual orientation you are.

I was sitting in the nosebleeds eating hot dogs and watching Georges St. Pierre win the world title from Matt Hughes. Like never in my wildest dreams if someone would have tapped me on the shoulder and said, 'Hey, seven years from now you're going to be down there doing the same thing' would I have believed them.

For me, I've been a part of a super-team in Team Alpha Male for so much of my career.

The destination is the belt, but you never arrive at just the belt. You're always on the way to something else. You never truly arrive anywhere. But winning the belt, it's a nice pit stop.

It would mean a lot, but it's weird, because what's the title? It's an extra line on your Wikipedia page and a medal that says you won on that particular night. It obviously symbolizes more than that, but those are the things people think about.

I'm going to be world champion and have a belt, and people will correctly be able to say I was the best instead of I was very good.

I wasn't fighting in this sport from the beginning for any other reason than being the best.

I've been lucky. I've been in that top two or three for 11 years at two weight classes. It's been a crazy journey. It's been awesome.

I've died freaking 100 times. What's another death?

To me, the best part about winning the belt is hugging my wife after.

People would ask me about my legacy, and I would tell them my legacy is what I did. You can't change it. It's just what you do or what you did.

I've always believed I was going to win a world title.

If I went out there and felt the best I ever felt and fought the best I've ever fought and lost, I would have to reconsider things and think differently. I would have a different outlook on my career.

Cejudo would be awesome. It would be an honor to go out and fight an Olympian.

I never thought I was going to lose the first title fight. I was literally obsessed with the outcome only, and I couldn't imagine any other way possible. I thought I was going to explode and die before I lost. But I lost.

I wanted to fight Cejudo only because it meant I was gonna win the title. It wasn't about fighting a person.

I just need to remember even if I don't get the title, I have an awesome life and an awesome family and friends.

I'm in this sport for a long time and I'm going to continue to fight with my whole heart and put on a show.

I will always believe in the team aspect.

The punches that don't knock you out are the ones you feel the most.

Obviously becoming champion is always going to be my goal and something I want to accomplish, but I can't control being the champion and winning and losing. You can't control the result.

You have to go out there and fight as hard as you can. You have to go out there and work as hard as you can and do the right things. Then you go out there and perform and either it's good enough or it's not.

I lost and I didn't die. I still had my health, family and people who loved me.

That was always the top martial artist - the Brazilian jiu jitsu black belt. Once I started beating them, I knew I had what it takes to form a new martial art. That's when I came up with Joe Jitsu, my namesake, so my legacy lives forever through the martial arts.

I'm not going to bag on people and make funny jokes about my opponent. I just respect every opponent I go in against.

I've realized that I can't control what the hell everyone else is gonna do. People are crazy. People want different things.

I don't believe someone like Cejudo would be scared of somebody.

I'm all about respect and I never get outside myself as far as calling people out.

What I like about cities is that everything is king size, the beauty and the ugliness.

It is well to read everything of something, and something of everything.

Cherish your human connections: your relationships with friends and family.

Man is what he reads.

Life - the way it really is - is a battle not between Bad and Good but between Bad and Worse.

An ethical man doesn't need a consensus of his allies in order to act against something he finds reprehensible.

How delightful to find a friend in everyone.

Prison is essentially a shortage of space made up for by a surplus of time; to an inmate, both are palpable.

No matter how daring or cautious you may choose to be, in the course of your life, you are bound to come into direct physical contact with what's known as Evil. I mean here not a property of the gothic novel but, to say the least, a palpable social reality that you in no way can control.

Venice is eternity itself.

Who included me among the ranks of the human race?

Tyranny will make an entire population into readers of poetry.

Life is a game with many rules but no referee. One learns how to play it more by watching it than by consulting any book, including the holy book. Small wonder, then, that so many play dirty, that so few win, that so many lose.

By failing to read or listen to poets, society dooms itself to inferior modes of articulation: those of the politician, the salesman or the charlatan... In other words, it forfeits its own evolutionary potential.

What your foes do derives its significance or consequence from the way you react.

What makes art in general, and literature in particular, remarkable, what distinguishes them from life, is precisely that they abhor repetition. In everyday life, you can tell the same joke thrice and, thrice getting a laugh, become the life of the party. In art, though, this sort of conduct is called 'cliche.'

On the whole, books are indeed less finite than ourselves. Even the worst among them outlast their authors - mainly because they occupy a smaller amount of physical space than those who penned them. Often they sit on the shelves absorbing dust long after the writer himself has turned into a handful of dust.

It's not that prison makes you shed your abstract notions. On the contrary, it pares them down to their most succinct articulations. Prison is, indeed, a translation of your metaphysics, ethics, sense of history and whatnot into the compact terms of your daily deportment.

For boredom speaks the language of time, and it is to teach you the most valuable lesson of your life - the lesson of your utter insignificance.

I began to despise Lenin, even when I was in the first grade, not so much because of his political philosophy or practice... but because of his omnipresent images.

I am a patriot, but I must say that English poetry is the richest in the world.

The charge frequently leveled against poetry - that it is difficult, obscure, hermetic and whatnot - indicates not the state of poetry but, frankly, the rung of the evolutionary ladder on which society is stuck.