Deontay Wilder Quotes

When you see me smash somebody's skull, you enjoy it.

In football, you can always maim a person if you wanted to.

Pro football is like nuclear warfare. There are no winners, only survivors.

I ended up injuring her with a knife I had on me. I can't really remember what happened.

I don't know how people box for a living. I don't know how they can just hurt people for a living and be OK with it.

I got hit twice in the face, and that was not fun.

He hit me 18 times while I was in the act of falling.

Take your time and strike a man so that he feels he is dying.

Some have made boxing a terrible thing to be around.

I saw my brother have an altercation one time. He hit a guy with a left hook to the body and a right hand to the chin. He not only knocked the guy out, but out of wind. That stuck with me. It scared me.

All it takes is one punch, one big punch, and that could wreck everything for me.

I broke people's bones, tore muscles, ribs, faces, inflicted some serious and heavy damages to my opponents, etc... I got hurt myself, too, from serious attacks.

Getting hit is not cool.

I don't like getting hit.

I said I fell down. Ah. The ground bloodied your nose, split yer lip, and punched ye in th' eye, all at once. I said I don't want to talk about it.

Mr Lorry asks the witness questions: Ever been kicked? Might have been. Frequently? No. Ever kicked down stairs? Decidedly not; once received a kick at the top of a staircase, and fell down stairs of his own accord.

When he moves, a streetlight stabs him, and the words flow out like blood.

A hundred yards away, Mike Newton was lowering Bella's limp body to the sidewalk. She slumped unresponsively against the wet concrete, her skin chalky as a corpse. I almost took the door off the car.

As I dive between the legs of a big Gunnar, I see Mair wind up and slam her shockstick hard as she can between the V of another guy’s thighs. Falling, he makes a noise that I can’t say I’ve heard a human utter before, sort of like I imagine a puppy would sound being put through a juicer.

I like it better that people aren't throwing stuff at my face and trying to fight me on stage. Like in the '80s, it was just aggravating all the time... I have scars from cigars and cigarettes on me, Bic pens, burns from cigarette lighters, all that.

If you lay a hand on me I'll ram your testicles so far up inside your abdomen it'll take a heart surgeon to get them out.

I forgot how it feel like to have the top of my foot hurt so bad from kicking people on the face.

Have you tried to drive a harpoon through a body? No? Tut, tut, my dear sir, you must really pay attention to these details.

Unlike any other sport, the objective in boxing is chillingly simple: One man purposefully endeavors to inflict bodily harm on another man.