“If your stomach disputes you, lie down and pacify it with cool thoughts.”

Avoid running at all times.

The only change is that baseball has turned Paige from a second class citizen to a second class immortal.

Ain’t no man can avoid being born average, but there ain’t no man got to be common.

I ain’t ever had a job, I just always played baseball.

I don’t generally like running. I believe in training by rising gently up and down from the bench.

Age is a case of mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it don’t matter.

Just take the ball and throw it where you want to. Throw strikes. Home plate don’t move.

Don’t pray when it rains if you don’t pray when the sun shines.

I’ve said it once and I’ll say it a a hundred times, I’m forty-four years old.

When a batter swings and I see his knees move, I can tell just what his weaknesses are then I just put the ball where I know he can’t hit it.

I never threw an illegal pitch. The trouble is, once in a while I toss one that ain’t never been seen by this generation.

Don’t look back. Something might be gaining on you.

I never rush myself. See, they can’t start the game without me.

Airplanes may kill you, but they ain’t likely to hurt you.

I was born in August, no July, 1908.

My feet ain’t got nothing to do with my nickname, but when folks get it in their heads that a feller’s got big feet, soon the feet start looking big.

And then, just as Wilbur was settling down for his morning nap, he heard again the thin voice that had addressed him the night before. “Salutations!” said the voice. Wilbur jumped to his feet. “Salu-what?” he cried. “Salutations!” repeated the voice.

When life seems hard, the courageous do not lie down and accept defeat; instead, they are all the more determined to struggle for a better future.

I have only got down on to paper, really, three types of people: the person I think I am, the people who irritate me, and the people I’d like to be.

Keeping up with the Joneses was a full-time job with my mother and father. It was not until many years later when I lived alone that I realized how much cheaper it was to drag the Joneses down to my level.

We spend the first twelve months of our children’s lives teaching them to walk and talk and the next twelve telling them to sit down and shut up.

But that is the only thing that slows me down is the system. No one, two or three was big enough to slow me down, only the system. It was the system that slowed me down to make my numbers fall. Not because I am older.

Every human being must have a point at which he stands against the culture, where he says, “This is me and the world be damned!” Leaders have always been the ones to stand against the society – Socrates, Christ, Freud, all the way down the line.

I think you just have to keep knocking down doors, you have to keep being aggressive, and even if somebody says ‘No’, then you have to knock on the next door.