A Quote by Quinton Jackson

You can't fight forever. — © Quinton Jackson
You can't fight forever.
Mentally, I could fight forever. I feel I'm the best fighter on the planet. My mind says I can fight forever, but physically, I won't be able to do it.
I can't fight forever. I've gotta fight and secure my future and decide what I'm gonna do with my life.
There are a lot of fighters, when I fight them, they stay hit forever and never fight again.
Fight, fight, fight and more fight. If you have that burning desire in you, if you're just one of those guys that does not like losing and you fight and you fight and you fight, that's what makes you a good wrestler.
If you fight back and get hit, it hurts a little while; if you dont fight back it hurts forever.
If you fight back and get hit, it hurts a little while; if you don't fight back it hurts forever.
I know I won't fight forever.
I want to fight Cormier, that's been a fight I've been trying to get forever. I can go in there and take him down. I can threaten him in ways he hasn't been threatened. I don't think he's fought a wrestler like me.
I know you can't fight forever, and there's only so long you can do this.
Fighting lives and dies; you can't fight forever.
I have a fierce will to live. Others fight a little, then lose hope. Still others - and I am one of those - never give up. We fight and fight and fight. We fight no matter the cost of battle, the losses we take, the improbability of success. We fight to the very end.
The great thing about rock n' roll is, if you want to fight - like, fight the system, fight the man, fight the government, fight the people in front of you - it's Don Quixote all over again. You're really chasing windmills.
Sieges weathered, fight together, friends forever.
most of the people in a war never fight for even a minute though they bear for years and die forever. They do not fight, but only starve, only suffer, only die: the sum of all this passive misery is that great activity, War.
Nature is forever arriving and forever departing, forever approaching, forever vanishing; but in her vanishings there seems to be ever the waving of a hand, in all her partings a promise of meetings farther along the road.
With the way I fight, the UFC's not stupid. For one, they probably know that they're don't have me forever.
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