I came to live in a country I love; some people label me a defector. I have loved men and women in my life; I've been labeled ''the bisexual defector'' in print. Want to know another secret? I'm even ambidextrous. I don't like labels. Just call me Martina.

She's definitely the sentimental favorite for the fans, for the media and for the locker room. I would love to see her win the whole thing. She's playing great tennis. I think she believe now she can do it. She's got the goods. She's had the best summer of anybody, and she's healthy.

I hope, when I stop, people will think that somehow I mattered.

Labels are for filing. Labels are for clothing. Labels are not for people.

The more people come out, the less it will be an issue.

I am just sorry my own mother had to live under that regime for most of her life. I was lucky. I got out and, 14 years later, Czechoslovakia became a free country. So I feel anger, even fury, at this bloody system that ruined so many people's lives for no reason whatsoever.