I go to London, my favourite city in the world, and I feel at home.

So this is it. Match point for eternity.

I love the winning, I can take the losing, but most of all I love to play.

If I go into a club now, all the blonde girls leave my corner and all the black girls come into my corner. It's as if I'm racist towards white girls!

I haven't lost a war. No one got killed. I just lost a tennis match.

Every time you are not practicing someone else is.

I met with my lawyers. They gave me all the wrong advice. For a long time I refused to accept the child was mine. I should have met her, arranged a DNA test and accepted my responsibility.

I can't change history, I don't want to change history. I can only change the future. I'm working on that.

Tennis is a psychological sport, you have to keep a clear head. That is why I stopped playing.

I drew my strength from fear. Fear of losing. I don't remember the games I won, only the games I lost.

I don't really care what the man on the street thinks. I never did anything to please him in the first place, and I'm not going to start now.

He was a giant who had caught a butterfly and knew he'd only kill it if he kept it but was so reluctant to let it go for its beauty made him something he wouldn't be without it: happy.

It's hard asking someone with a broken heart to fall in love again.

There is apparently no surer way of turning a thing into its opposite than by exaggerating it

The quickest way for anyone to reach the sun and the light of day is not to run west, chasing after the setting sun, but to head east, plunging into the darkness until one comes to the sunrise.

But intolerant,narrow minds with no imagination are like parasites that transform the host,change form,and continue to thrive. They're a lost cause, and I don't want anyone like that coming in here.

Come, sing now, sing; for I know you sing well; I see you have a singing face.

We live in a niche world.

If you look closely at a tree you'll notice it's knots and dead branches, just like our bodies. What we learn is that beauty and imperfection go together wonderfully.

Question reality, especially if it contradicts the evidence of your hopes and dreams.

What happens in New York affects national policy in very significant ways.