Honestly, I'm more into the computer, the Internet, and checking out scores or the news.

I'm glad you're doing this story on us and not on the WNBA. We're so much prettier than all the other women in sports.

I was always at peace because of the way my mom treated me.

I think the whole boycott thing was a bit too much. It's because we're accomplished so much in women's tennis in the last two, three years. We deserve something better.

What rivalry? I win all the matches.

I didn't have the same fitness or ability as the other girls, so I had to beat them with my mind.

A lot of these young girls, they dont even know what the game is about. They have never seen a drop shot, a slice and all the mixture and variety I have.

The older you get, the more you learn.

I'm not saying I'm something special. I might play a little better tennis than other people, but it is because I was given the chance, and not many people are.

I've been on top longer and I am younger. I'm just better.

I feel a quarter Indian.

Never allow your reality to be influenced by another's listless view of you.

Once you start working out, you feel better and it becomes something you make time to do.

When I was young, I liked romance. But to me, romance is the opposite of domestic life. I just don't want anyone in the apartment, not for longer than a few hours.

Business is no longer a matter of profits alone. Profits must come through public confidence, and public confidence is given to any merchant in proportion to the service which he gives to the public.

It's so important to embrace what you have because if you don't, that can be the root of very self-destructive habits, which I think people waste a lot of energy on.

I feel like as a generation, we sell ourselves short. I just expected more from us.

When I read poetry, I read it aloud. It's so much better that way.

In an era that's run on free agency, everybody's going where the dollars are. They go after the dollars and they forget that the game will always come down to brotherhood.

Must we to bed indeed? Well then, Let us arise and go like men, And face with an undaunted tread The long black passage up to bed.

My style is ever evolving. My style is tomorrow.