You Know My Dad Pushed Me To

I Envy Pete Sampras's Dullness. I Wish I Could Emulate His Spectacular Lack Of Inspiration.

You've Got To Believe You Can Win. But I Believe Respect For The Fact That You Can Lose Is What You Always Have To Keep In Mind So That Nothing Suprises You.

If You're Ranked Number One In The World It's Because You've Earned It, And I Think The Only Way To Really Get There Is To Have That Ability And To Have It Nurtured In A Very Competitive Environment At An Early Age.

I Had My Moments For Sure But I Wasn't Confrontational. And Sometimes You Get On The Court And You'd Find Yourself Very Confrontational. It Was All A Discovery.

It's No Accident, I Think, That Tennis Uses The Language Of Life. Advantage, Service, Fault, Break, Love, The Basic Elements Of Tennis Are Those Of Everyday Existence, Because Every Match Is A Life In Miniature. Even The Structure Of Tennis, The Way The Pieces Fit Inside One Another Like Russian Nesting Dolls, Mimics The Structure Of Our Days. Points Become Games Become Sets Become Tournaments, And It's All So Tightly Connected That Any Point Can Become The Turning Point. It Reminds Me Of The Way Seconds Become Minutes Become Hours, And Any Hour Can Be Our Finest. Or Darkest. It's Our Choice.