Boris Becker

I want to be a hero, a small and good kind of hero, even though I know heroes have very short lives.

Every time you are not practicing someone else is.

Thats the hard part about sport: as men we havent started to be in our prime, but as athletes we are old people. I needed support. I lost trust and did stupid things.

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.

I can’t change history, I don’t want to change history. I can only change the future. I’m working on that.

I drew my strength from fear. Fear of losing. I don’t remember the games I won, only the games I lost.

When I’m happier and healthier, my family is happier and healthier, and it affects how I interact with my friends and the people I work with.

Growing up, I was taught that a man has to defend his family. When the wolf is trying to get in, you gotta stand in the doorway.

What will your children be teaching your grandchildren?

When I get up and work out, I’m working out just as much for my girls as I am for me, because I want them to see a mother who loves them dearly, who invests in them, but who also invests in herself. It’s just as much about letting them know as young women that it is okay to put yourself a little higher on your priority list.

People say: “Oh yeah, jobs for the boys”. I wish. You’ve got to fight even harder with a family like mine.

There’s a reason why people who’ve had bad relationships with their parents listen to angry stuff.

Nobody loves me but my mother – And she could be jivin’, too.

Brothers and sisters are as close as hands and feet.

My parents were neither very poor nor conspicuously honest.

Dont ever get it twisted, me, Kourtney and Khloe are GOOD! ALWAYS!!!! Never question that!

Your siblings are the only people in the world who know what it’s like to have been brought up the way you were.

Our brothers and sisters are there with us from the dawn of our personal stories to the inevitable dusk.

My father was a perfectionist. We had to hop to everything and have marvelous table manners. I could only wear navy blue and gray and white. He wanted me to be interested in tennis and horses just like a little princess, but I couldn’t stand such things.

Nothing can stop me from loving my brother.

Those who have never had a father can at any rate never know the sweets of losing one. To most men the death of his father is a new lease of life.