I am not a player.

I enjoy my life.

I hate competition.

I have no regrets.

It was really impossible to break through in Russia. We couldn’t buy any balls. We really didn’t have any courts, no rackets, nothing. And no people to practice with.

I didn’t change the world.

I could be the best looking guy in the Duma, but that’s only because all the other guys are over 60.

It’s frustrating when you want to play but can’t. I didn’t touch a racket for three weeks and when I started playing again last week, I still felt some pain in my wrist.

Lady, can you speak up a little bit? Indianapolis is a little far from Europe – I can’t hear you.

Probably I’ll not be so successful if I will keep everything in myself inside of me.