“Each strikeout brings me closer to my next homerun.”

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.

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.

It’s hard to beat somebody when they don’t give up.

If I’d just tried for them dinky singles I could’ve batted around 600.

Don’t be afraid to take advice. There’s always something new to learn.

Don’t let the fear of striking out hold you back.

(Ty) Cobb is a prick. But he sure can hit. God Almighty, that man can hit.

Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.

I am learning to live close to the lives of my friends without ever seeing them. No miles of any measurement can separate your soul from mine.

So I love you because I know no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Gliders, sail planes, they’re wonderful flying machines. It’s the closest you can come to being a bird.

In the end, it mattered not that you could not close your mind. It was your heart that saved you.

Trust Him with the open doors and trust Him with the closed doors.

Love isn’t soft, like the poets say. Love has teeth which bite and the wounds never close.

Let your heart guide you, it whispers so listen closely.