“I didn’t start a war. Nobody died.”

I don’t really care what the man on the street thinks. I never did anything to please him in the first place, and I’m not going to start now.

I met with my lawyers. They gave me all the wrong advice. For a long time I refused to accept the child was mine. I should have met her, arranged a DNA test and accepted my responsibility.

So this is it. Match point for eternity.

The fifth set is not about tennis, it’s about nerves.

The boys are so powerful off of the baseline now that they don’t have to come to the net to finish points. That’s the reason we went to the net. To finish the point. Nowadays, even the big guys can hit winners four feet behind the baseline.

A few years after my first son was born, he wanted to know how we chose his name, so I began reading him the story of Noah’s Ark.

How fortunate we are to be able to see that. If he stays healthy and motivated – and the wonderful feel he has stays with him – he is the kind of guy who can overtake the greatest.

We have a guy from Switzerland who is just playing the game in a way I haven’t seen anyone – and I mean anyone – play before.

When you are thrown onto the stage at 17 in such an enormous way, it becomes living on the edge because every step you take, every word you speak, every action you do becomes headline news. And it became, for me, life or death.

Winning is a way of expressing yourself.

I haven’t lost a war. No one got killed. I just lost a tennis match.

No one ever died with too much money.

[On her mother, who died when Hutton was 4:] I hardly remember her, but I have missed her all my life.

The Gospel is that Jesus Christ came to earth, lived the life we should have lived and died the death we should have died.

The king died and then the queen died is a story. The king died, and then queen died of grief is a plot.

Auschwitz is outside of us, but it is all around us, in the air. The plague has died away, but the infection still lingers and it would be foolish to deny it.

Don’t let what other people think decide who you are.

I never saw my grandfather because he had died before I was born, but I have good memories of my grandmother and of how she could play the piano at the old house.

Nobody ever died of discomfort, yet living in the name of comfort has killed more ideas, more opportunities, more actions, and more growth than everything else combined. Comfort kills!