When you are winning too much, sometimes you think you should never lose again. I am learning to lose.

Although we didn't have much when I was growing up in Split, Croatia, my parents always tried to ensure that my sister and I had the things we needed, and it was enough for us.

The trouble with me is that every match I play against five opponents: umpire, crowd, ball boys, court, and myself.

If I can't serve on grass, I can maybe help cut the grass, paint the lines and serve some strawberries.

I don't care now if I ever win a match in my life again. Whatever I do in my life, wherever I go, I'm going to be always Wimbledon champion.

I have so many runner-up cups that I am thinking of starting my own tea shop.

Ivan Lendl's never going to be a great player on grass. The only time he comes to the net is to shake your hand.

With me, you never know what is going to happen

My fines? I pay more fines than some guys' career prize money on the tour.

I think I owe it to myself and my fans in Britain to play one more Wimbledon.

I just try to play tennis and don't find excuses. You know, I just lost because I lost, not because my arm was sore.

Once exposed, a secret loses all its power.

I'm very successful, but there are 50,000 general interest books published every year. If you don't want to read mine, there are others.

There's no way we can possibly understand anything. But we can see things, we can perceive things, and we can wonder. We can just be in a world of awe and wonder. That's the best we can do.

Our vanities differ as our noses do: all conceit is not the same conceit, but varies in correspondence with the minutiae of mental make in which one of us differs from another.

The Soviet government is the most realistic regime in the world - no ideals.

But the thing with us was, we didn’t really need anyone to make us world famous – we were already halfway there.

A man who is half an idiot, but who keeps a sharp lookout and acts prudently all his life, often enjoys the pleasure of triumphing over men of more imagination than he

What is nature? Art thou not the living government of God? O Heaven, is it in very deed He then that ever speaks through thee, that lives and loves in thee, that lives and loves in me?

I write songs about things that I'm simultaneously trying not to think about.