What You Feel Doesn’t Matter In The

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.

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.

There's A Lot Of Good Waiting For You On The Other Side Of Tired. Get Yourself Tired.

Freed From The Thoughts Of Winning, I Instantly Play Better. I Stop Thinking, Start Feeling. My Shots Become A Half-second Quicker, My Decisions Become The Product Of Instinct Rather Than Logic.

It's Always Been Eclectic; You Never Know What You're Going To Get.