“I’m at the top of my game so, when I win or lose, I don’t freak out…I don’t think we can call it a rivalry yet. There’s just to many great players around.”

A man who wins, is a man who thinks he can.

The more I lose, the more they believe they can beat me. But believing is not enough, you still have to beat me.

I love tennis! I’ve always felt like this because it is such a classy sport with a great, competitive flair to it.

Simple version for me is, umm, started bad and finished bad basically.

Every match I go into, I’m the huge favorite. I lose a set and it’s, like, crazy.

Watching a movie a couple of weeks ago. An American movie. I can’t remember the name, but it wasn’t even a sad movie. It caught me off guard. I was on an airplane.

Obviously, matches and all that stuff takes its toll on your body and so forth. But as you get sort of a bit older, a bit wiser, and a bit more experienced, you know also how to handle it.

Success is a nice thing because it always means you’ve taken a step forward and it gives you a sense of pride, which in turn gives you confidence and experience-a positive circle, so to speak.

The crowds are very important for tennis. It makes you play better, but it can also make you nervous and that’s the beauty of it.

With all the injury problems we have in men’s tennis at the moment, I’m happy to still be standing.

I was aware of how incredible the match was. Unfortunately there had to be a winner. From my point of view many left feeling sorry for me instead of being happy for Rafa. Which hurts.

One should just be able to play a perfect game.

I never waited 27 years, because 27 years ago I was just born. My parents never told me, ‘If you don’t win Roland Garros we take you to the orphanage.

The one thing you can do for sure is push the luck on your side.

You can be stubborn and successful or you can give it up a bit and change things around. For me it’s important to have a bit of both.

I’m not the kind of guy who wakes up angry.

Your game is to attack on whichever flank you can best conceal your advance, or, still better, on both flanks simultaneously.

The game is worthwhile in so far as we don’t know what will be the end.

The characteristic feature of all ethics is to consider human life as a game that can be won or lost and to teach man the means of winning.

Loving someone unconditionally is equivalent to unintentionally losing yourself in the game, and the damage you inflict on yourself goes unaffected by your lack of self-awareness and self-realization.

Love is not cruel, we are cruel. Love is not a game, we have made a game out of love.

I don’t go for the flash and panache.

The mind is an endless game. You should not play it all the time.

I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you’re alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.”