Men, all men, were always trying to get hold of me, you know.
[On a strained relationship between a tennis champion and her mother:] There comes a time when it's probably not cool for your mom to be your best friend.
I wasn't a perfect thing at 17. I didn't have confidence. I was hunched over and real embarrassed, and I didn't want to be in the limelight. But it changed over time.
With my child, I hardly watch TV now.
While I still have more good days than bad days, I'm going to keep playing.
While I was always successful. . . I never thought I'd be one in the world.
You always see people coming back to the sport, and I've always thought, 'Gosh, when you're done playing, wouldn't you just want to stay at home?
You should know how great things were before you. Even so, they're better still today. I can't think of who I was before you ruined everything in the nicest way.
We are morphing as we go through things, and then we're presented with the notion of a soul. A soul implies more than just the preservation of energy. Science will tell you that you can explode a person, but their energy still exists - even if they're decimated, the universe will preserve that in the form of heat or whatever it is. So there's a preservation of our molecules or whatever, but is there a preservation of a thing that's called the self if that thing is not actually ever one thing?
Men and women of high professional standing have been reduced to the status of vagrants.
There was no other path for me. I knew this was my path. I had to follow it.