Looking back at all of my defeats, the only real punishment that I've taken in this sport was against Maidana. I got a fractured jaw.


The war in Iraq has fractured the political will of the United States and the world.

We live in a fractured world. I've always seen it as my role as an artist to attempt to make wholeness.

In a time of fractured politics, our need for unifying cultural events is more acute, and particularly our need for creators who do not deny the people their art because of the votes they cast.

It's going to be a rule, I think, for wearing a crash hat, and I actually fractured my skull through not wearing a hat. I was so lucky to escape from that, and now, it's something I always do.

Divorced from the cosmos, from nature, from society and from each other, we have become fractured and fragmented.

Diagnosed incidentally with stage IV, grade 4 metastatic renal cell carcinoma, I had bone metastases in my femur (which eventually fractured), ulna, and cranium; five metastases in my lungs; and muscle metastases in my thigh and tongue. Yet six months after diagnosis, my treatment ended: I've not had a drop of anything since.