Sometimes you're looking to play perfect tennis but it's not going to happen all the time and you have to accept it.

I don't play any tournaments to come second best.

It's not the end of the world to lose.

In tennis, it is not the opponent you fear, it is the failure itself, knowing how near you were but just out of reach.

I used to think that losing made you more hungry and determined but after my success at the Olympics and the U.S. Open I realise that winning is the biggest motivation.

You have to go into each match believing you can beat all of the players.

Give it everything you've got. Leave nothing out there.

Where resources are plentiful (i.e. no constraints), you will find very little creativity. Where resources are scarce (i.e. many constraints), you will find an abundance of creativity.

I'll be supporting anyone but England.

I think most players would love, at one stage in their career, to say, 'I've been No. 1 in the world.

A believer may pass through much affliction, and yet secure very little blessing from it all. Abiding in Christ is the secret of securing all that the Father meant the chastisement to bring us.

Truth cannot be constructed. To live in ideology is, as Havel so eloquently reminds us, inevitably to live in a lie. Truth can only be revealed. We cannot be creators, only receptors.

To the disrupters go the spoils.

Whenever you can’t balance what you see with what you believe you have conflict.

Education is an admirable thing but it is well to remember from time to time that nothing that is worth knowing can be taught.

Without art we live under the illusion that there is only time, and not eternity.

Writers are too neurotic to ever be happy.

History is that nightmare from which there is no awakening.

There is no such thing as living alone, for all living is relationship; but to live without direct relationship demands high intelligence, a swifter and greater awareness for self-discovery.

Criticism and Bolshevism have one thing in common. They both seek to pull down that which they could never build.

Sin is dark and loves the dark, still hides from itself in gloom, and in the darkest hell is still itself the darkest hell and the severest woe.