“The only real game, I think, in the world is baseball.”

It’s hard to beat a person that never gives up.

Yesterday’s home runs don’t win today’s games.

If it wasn’t for baseball, I’d be in either the penitentiary or the cemetery. I have the same violent temper my father and older brother had. Both died of injuries from street fights in Baltimore, fights begun by flare-ups of their tempers.

The way a team plays as a whole determines its success.

I won’t be happy until we have every boy in America between the ages of six and sixteen wearing a glove and swinging a bat.

The most important thing that a young athlete must do it pick the right sport. Not one that they like just a little bit, but one that they love. Because,if they don’t really love their sport, they won’t work as hard as they should. Me? I loved to hit.

The way a team plays as a whole determines its success. You may have the greatest bunch of individual stars in the world, but if they don’t play together, the club won’t be worth a dime.

Well, the good Lord and good luck must have been with me because I did exactly what I said I was going to do.

Who is richer? The man who is seen, but cannot see? Or the man who is not being seen, but can see?

I’d give a year of my life if I could hit a homerun on opening day of this great new park.

Each strikeout brings me closer to my next homerun.

Baseball is the greatest game in the world and deserves the best you can give it.

Don’t ever forget two things I’m going to tell you. One, don’t believe everything that’s written about you. Two, don’t pick up too many checks.

Baseball changes through the years. It gets milder.

Paris ain’t much of a town.

Reading isn’t good for a ballplayer. Not good for his eyes. If my eyes went bad even a little bit I couldn’t hit home runs. So I gave up reading.