“I’m a really good person. I’m down to earth. I have a big heart. I have feelings. And I’m just like everybody else.”

I used to act dumb. That act is no longer cute. Now, I would like to make a difference God has given me this new chance.

The only rule is don’t be boring and dress cute wherever you go. Life is too short to blend in.

First I wanted to be a veterinarian. And then I realized you had to give them shots to put them to sleep, so I decided I’d just buy a bunch of animals and have them in my house instead.

I get along with guys; most of my friends are guys. It’s easier to trust men sometimes. I only have a few close girlfriends that I trust.

I would be so scared if I was a gay guy; you’ll, like, die of AIDS.

I’m just a very creative and outgoing person and I love being around people and being around music. It just gives me energy.

My life is, like, really, really fun.

I would do the baby voice and it’s kind of like this character I made up. But in real life, I’m completely different. I’m very smart. I think a lot of people will assume I’m an airhead.

I LOVE Africa in general, South Africa and West Africa. They are both great countries.

A lot of the things I say I’m just trying to be funny. I don’t really mean everything I say, because I’m not totally that airhead.

I’d imagine my wedding as a fairy tale… huge, beautiful and white.

I’m the best animal lover in the world. There’s nobody who takes care of their pets like me…… they are my children.

I have seen the breakups between people who love each other and rush into getting married too quickly and I do not want to make that mistake.

I like my mug shot. I think I have a really great mug shot. It looks like a magazine shoot.

I just think that the media is just making things up. I don’t really pay attention.

Some people change when they think they’re a star or something.

Early in my career, I had no consistency. Now I’m the most consistent player on the tour. It feels pretty good.

It is not half so important to know as to feel.

I’m scared to death of being poor. It’s like a fat girl who loses 500 pounds but is always fat inside. I grew up poor and will always feel poor inside. It’s my pet paranoia.

I think that the longer I look good, the better gay men feel.

I’ve got what my mother’s got – however bloody you are feeling you can put on the most amazing show of happiness.

Social media is where losers go to feel important.

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.

What is it to be wise? ‘Tis but to know how little can be known, To see all others’ faults, and feel our own.