I Accepted The Face That

When We Were Together, I Loved You Deeply And You Gave Me So Much Happiness I Can Never Repay You.

If I Were To Say, 'god, Why Me?' About The Bad Things, Then I Should Have Said, 'god, Why Me?' About The Good Things That Happened In My Life.

Fear Isn't An Excuse To Come To A Standstill. It's The Impetus To Step Up And Strike.

You've Got To Make A Lot Of Sacrifices And Spend A Lot Of Time If You Really Want To Achieve With This Sport, Or In Any Sport, Or In Anything Truly Worthwhile.

There Were Times When I Asked Myself Whether I Was Being Principled Or Simply A Coward.... I Was Wrapped In The Cocoon Of Tennis Early In Life, Mainly By Blacks Like My Most Powerful Mentor, Dr. Robert Walter Johnson Of Lynchburg, Virginia. They Insisted That I Be Unfailingly Polite On The Court, Unfalteringly Calm And Detached, So That Whites Could Never Accuse Me Of Meanness. I Learned Well. I Look At Photographs Of The Skinny, Frail, Little Black Boy That I Was In The Early 1950s, And I See That I Was My Tennis Racquet And My Tennis Racquet Was Me. It Was My Rod And My Staff.