Love myself I do. Not everything, but I love the good as well as the bad. I love my crazy lifestyle, and I love my hard discipline. I love my freedom of speech and the way my eyes get dark when I'm tired. I love that I have learned to trust people with my heart, even if it will get broken. I am proud of everything that I am and will become.

I showed myself a lesser version of myself that night, and I’m glad I learned from it.

I'm hoping my presence alone in Russia will be a show of strength for the Russian LGBT community.

I’ve held onto Ugg boots. I will never graduate to Crocs, but Ugg boots are always and forever. That’s my fashion stepchild.

I am often criticized for spending too much time off the ice, but if you were in my shoes, you'd see how necessary it is.

The skating community is very fickle. And with me, they're especially fickle for whatever reason. Maybe I bring it on myself, but if you don't prove yourself and you don't skate consistently, then they can very easily write you off and bring somebody from behind you and put them in your place.

Some people eat, some people drink, some people smoke. I Pledge.