I drew my strength from fear. Fear of losing. I don't remember the games I won, only the games I lost.
I go to London, my favourite city in the world, and I feel at home.
I don't know how many millions of photographs have been taken of me.
I haven't lost a war. No one got killed. I just lost a tennis match.
For a year, I had all sorts of weirdos coming on to me.
I want to be a hero, a small and good kind of hero, even though I know heroes have very short lives.