Enzo Amore

I've been fortunate enough to be given the blessing by Triple H down at NXT to start coming out to the ring with a microphone in my hand.

When I was young, a lot of the guys could sell themselves to me on the way to the ring with the way they acted and their mannerisms. Guys like Shawn Michaels, who I loved growing up. They were just loud. They didn't even need to say a word because they came out and had this crazy ring gear on.

As a kid growing up, I did idolize Chris Jericho at one point.

In our business, it's hard to look at anything in retrospect and look at your accomplishments because you're so busy thinking about the next week. What we do is 52 weeks a year.

A classroom setting for me was an audience.

The squared circle's no pretty place to be, and there's nothin' sweet about it.

Basically when you're a writer and have a mind like mine, my mind has gone platinum multiple times, and I have got a heart of gold; my heart's in the right place.

There ain't nobody who's got enough money to put my back in the ring.

You finish the damn match, point blank, period. That's it, and I always finish, even if I'm finishing on my back.

In wrestling, I'll lay on my back for anybody 1-2-3.

I have tattooed on my hand the silver throwback mics from back in the day. My father used to have one of those when he'd lead people at the YMCA doing the cha-cha slide.

If you look back at my six-year run in the WWE, I never cursed on TV once, never cursed once.