They (#ISIS) are going to be bombing American cities coming across from Mexico.
I love the winning, I can take the losing, but most of all I love to play.
The eyes of some of the fans at Davis Cup matches scare me. There's no light in them. Fixed emotions. Blind worship. Horror. It makes me think of what happened to us long ago.
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. 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.
I go to London, my favourite city in the world, and I feel at home.
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.
It's funny. Maria Elena and I, we are meant for each other and not meant for each other, it's a contradiction.
It helps to know there is going to be continuity.
The world is an evil place to live in. Not for those who do evil, but for those who sit back and allow evil to occur.
Now God has never shouted out to me. I've never heard God speak audibly. He doesn't have to.