Did you know that Christmas Day is absolutely the best day to fly? It is. No crowded airports and crowded planes. I always flew to Australia. That's what Christmas was for me - a plane journey to the next tournament

Life is not worth living if I cannot have pasta or bread again.

It's a drag having to wear socks during matches, because the tan, like, stops at the ankles. I can never get my skin, like, color coordinated.

You have to want to play it all day, every day to get to the top.

I have this terrible dark side to my personality, which playing tennis keeps at bay

I don't believe in playing hurt, in taking injections to cover the pain.

I did realize more than ever, after the stabbing, that tennis is a business - a tough business.