Hopefully I can just have another terrible year with only the one Grand Slam and that will be just fine.

There is no way around the hard work. Embrace it.

Mentally, I'm not ever going to go away.

I let the evening unfold. I'm the sort of guy who likes to sit in the chair and look at the wine glass.

I've always been aware that the image you patiently construct for an entire career can be ruined in a minute. It scares you a bit, but that's the way things are.

The serve, I think, is the most difficult, you know, in terms of coordination, because you got the two arms going, and you got to toss it up at the right time so.

I can walk around screaming, 'I have 17 Grand Slams. I have the record here or there.' When you can play for history and you do it, that's what is so really cool, is that you can then be compared to other greats or you've passed another great, even though it doesn't mean you're better than him. But it's just like that moment you've gone into the unknown where nobody else has ever been before.