Winning comes down to who can execute under pressure.

Champions keep playing until they get it right.

I have often been asked whether I am a women or an athlete. The question is absurd. Men are not asked that. I am an athlete. I am a women.

Pressure is a privilege - it only comes to those who earn it.

Sports teaches you character, it teaches you to play by the rules, it teaches you to know what it feels like to win and lose-it teaches you about life.

I think self-awareness is probably the most important thing towards being a champion.

Men can have a huge turnover of sponsorship and still survive a lot better than the women. But the women's ratings are better, at least at home in the United States than in the men's tennis.

Natural talent only determines the limits of your athletic potential. It's dedication and a willingness to discipline your life that makes you great.

The main thing is to care. Care very hard, even if it is only a game you are playing.

Reputation is what others think about you. What's far more important is character, because that is what you think about yourself.

Ever since that day when I was 11 years old, and I wasn't allowed in a photo because I wasn't wearing a tennis skirt, I knew that I wanted to change the sport.

Aku ingin bahagia. Dan, aku berhak bahagia--tanpamu.

If you want to live a happy life, tie it to a goal, not to people or things.

Older cars tend to drive like older cars. That is not for me.

Be sensitive to the qualities inherent in the medium. Paint honestly and avoid tricks.

You should be able to have happiness. If you don't have that, then you're not really bringing your whole self to the relationship.

My native land, good night!

Christmas day is a day of joy and charity. May God make you very rich in both.

I really believe amendment " to make English our common and unifying language" is racist. I think it's directed basically to people who speak Spanish.

I never fixed a story. I didn't make judgments, I let the listener make judgments. When I got to the end of the story, if it had a moral, I let the listener find it.

He lay on his chair with his hands clasped above his paunch not reading, or sleeping, but basking like a creature gorged with existence.