I’m the sort of person who needs a big mountain in front of me to climb.

It’s not like I didn’t do anything for 10 years and chose a new profession. I’ve been on the ice a lot. I’m not an outsider.

I was an athlete. And I proved I didn’t win just because I was pretty. I was good, too.

I never had a serious injury that kept me out of a big competition. Now everyone has injuries – to their feet or their knees or their backs.

I learned not to depend on other people. I needed support, but it’s you who has to go out and deliver.

The feeling of losing oneself in somebody’s arms, yet at the same time finding oneself there, is irreplaceable. Nothing compares to the intensity of that feeling.

I can’t say, ‘It doesn’t matter if you win or lose.’ It’s not true. You go in to win.

It’s hard work to make a four-minute program look effortless and elegant.

When youre young, you dont think very far ahead. You just think in terms of the next day, the next week, the next competition. You dont think about injuries that could threaten your long-term health.

I know this is maybe naive, but one day I hope there will be peace in the world. Maybe one day the flowers will come back.