Death doesn’t let you say goodbye. It just carves holes in your life, in your future, in your heart.
I ain’t no hard rock like you, but when it comes to my girl, I’m all heart. I’m do or die. So, kill me all you want to. Stab your hate into my love. You might kill me, but you’ll never beat me. ‘Cause I got love, and you’ll probably never even know what that is.
The struggle that takes place in the ring is a reflection of the struggle that takes place in our minds and in our hearts.
Hearts are amazing things. I’ve held one in my hands many times. You’d never know it by looking at them, but somehow they have all the room we need.