Great persecutors are recruited among martyrs whose heads haven't been cut off.
Hell is paved with great granite blocks hewn from the hearts of those who said, I can do no other.
Under that heart of stone beat muscles of pure flint.
I don't back down. I don't cave when the pressure gets too great from these partisan political ideological forces.
You can't create Nick Diaz. That guy has some serious warrior spirit or something.
We've had to develop a super-thick skin. We've been beaten up more than any band in history.
I'm not going nowhere, no matter who I fight.
I still hold that pen; I still write my own story. So it's going to take a whole lot more than Samoa Joe running me over. And it's going to take more than Randy Orton kicking my face in. It's going to take more than Erick Rowan slamming my head through a table. You guys keep trying to put me down, but I will not stay down.
I'll fight anyone; I don't hide from anyone. I don't try to get easy fights. I don't sit down and wait. I want to be busy, and I will fight anyone put in front of me.
I will keep fighting as long as I can, as long as I'm going to feel fit, as long as people would like to see me fighting, and that's it.
Over time, your face hardens up and you just look more like a fighter.
