“I’m finding it very soul-jailing, you know? You don’t have time to play guitar or speak to your friends and family. It’s very demanding. I don’t know how people do it, to be honest, without an alcohol.”

Rules or no rules, pitchers are going to throw spitters. It’s a matter of survival.

When I gave up a grand slam to Pete LaCock, I knew it was time to quit.

My pitching philosophy is simpe. I believe in getting the ball over the plate and not walking a lot of men.

It is not something I earned or acquired or bought (the ability to pitch). It is a gift. It is something that was given to me – just like the color of my skin.

When I knocked a guy down, there was no second part to the story.

A curve ball is not something you can pick up overnight. It took me years to perfect mine.

My pitching philosophy is simple. I believe in getting the ball over the plate and not walking a lot of men.

I am still bullied occasionally. However, none of my current bullies really exist. They’re all in my head. Be your own best friend instead of your worst enemy.

May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, And many books, both true.

Thus each extreme to equal danger tends, Plenty, as well as Want, can sep’rate friends.

Deliver me from your cold phlegmatic preachers, politicians, friends, lovers and husbands.

Beware of those who attribute petty instructions to God.

That’s actually a massive step away from his original position, and he’s taking a lot of heat in his world just for being my friend, just for hanging around with me.

But such of you as wish to be happy willingly give up the harsh title of Master for the more tender and endearing one of Friend.

I’ve taken it from feminist friends, and I’ve taken it from lefty friends too. But that reassures me. If the right is attacking us and the left is attacking us, that’s exactly where we want to be.