I Was A Pretty Feisty Young Kid.

Your Game Is Only As Good As Your Second Serve

You Know, I Eat, I Ate Pretty Well Anyway So, I'm Basically Living The Same, I Just Curtailed The Stupidity.

At Wimbledon, The Ladies Are Simply The Candles On The Cake.

They Wrote It That My Moustache Was Insured For 13 Million.

I Chose To Stay With Tennis And They Didn't Understand That At The School.