Boris Becker Quotes

I'm not really very comfortable being hit on at all.

I've been in a serious conversation with one of my children, and a fan has come up. I've been in a public bathroom and had the hand come under the stall with a paper and pen. That sort of thing anybody can live without.

I don't know if you have ever been the object of someone's obsession - but if it's not of your desire, it is horrible. It is really awful.

To be bothered wherever you go - it's not a rational thing to want at all.

It's mostly women who I get really weird fan mail from.

I've definitely had my fair share of guys being a little too much with me, and they think just because they follow me on Instagram, they know me.

Some people grab my hair and pull it out. People write on my jeans when I'm on stage. They write on my boots - their phone number, name or whatever.

I always think it's weird when guys come up to me and say that their girlfriends love me.

This dame keeps dragging me into the bushes. Keep your eye open, you may have to rescue me.

I've learned through experience that to trouble celebrities with my handshake doesn't do anybody any good.

Are you stalking me? Because that would be super.

You know, I'm not really any good at working out when people are flirting with me. And I think I'm too flirtatious with people I'm trying not to flirt with! What I am good at is making people feel uncomfortable. I don't want to but it always ends up happening!

I haven't gone home with anybody who tried to pick me up in a long time.

My husband had a stalker, briefly.

Some bloke said to me in a restaurant whilst I was eating my dinner, 'No, stop. Starvation suits you.'

I was once sitting on a tube, and someone was playing my song so loudly through their ear phones next to me. I just stayed silent and chuckled to myself.

I have definitely had guys walk up to me, put their arm around me, and when they walk away, my shoulder smells like taco meat.

In social settings, under the guise of joking, being collegial, flirting, or having a good time, I undoubtedly caused some women to question themselves, retreat, feel alone, and worry they can't be their authentic selves.

It would be more weird if people didn't stare at me or shout at me.

I had to deal with several stalkers and a lot of strange letters.

Sometimes, I feel like directors look at me and say, 'I want to put that boy in the jungle. I want to hurt him.'

I still get a few dirty looks over the racks in the supermarket, but nobody kicks me in the shins on Water Street. I've made sort of a point, apart from being a social dud, not to fraternize with the people I write about.

My mum wouldn't let me go outside. Coming back from school, the gang men sometimes would say things, but I would walk by, never answer, and my mum would go tell them leave me alone.

I have stopped going out places just to avoid uncomfortable conversations.

I just ignore the negative people and trolls. They stop bothering you when you don't acknowledge them; it suits me just right.