My serve has killed a small dog ... I'm joking, I'm joking! The dog was huge!

I'm an emotional player ... I like to leave it out there.

I kind of know youre only as good as your last result.

I don't want to live and die with every point that's being played out there now. I'm going to let my coach live and die with every point.

I used to hear a lot that all I could do was hit a serve, I couldn't volley, I can't hit a backhand, I don't return well, and then people would turn round and tell me I'm underachieving.

I'm gonna have to start winning some of the matches to call it a rivalry!

You know, you can only throw in so many haymakers before one misses and you get knocked out