“I tell the kids, somebody’s gotta win, somebody’s gotta lose. Just don’t fight about it. Just try to get better.”

In baseball, you don’t know nothing.

You can’t win all the time. There are guys out there who are better than you.

A nickel ain’t worth a dime anymore.

Records and achievements are made to be broken.

I think Little League is wonderful. It keeps the kids out of the house.

If I didn’t wake up I’d still be sleeping.

How can a you hit and think at the same time?

I always got nervous the nights we played in the World Series. First pitch, I was nervous. Then after that, forget it; I’d start playing.

I’m not going to buy my kids an encyclopedia. Let them walk to school like I did.

Whatever you do, you should do it with feeling.

If people don’t want to come out to the ball park, nobody’s gonna stop ’em.

I’m lucky. Usually you’re dead to get your own museum, but I’m still alive to see mine.

You better cut the pizza in four pieces because I’m not hungry enough to eat six.

If you don’t set goals, you can’t regret not reaching them.

Nobody can be all smiley all the time, but having a good positive attitude isn’t something to shrug off.

I wish I had an answer to that because I’m tired of answering that question.

Do what you love to do and give it your very best. Whether it’s business or baseball, or the theater, or any field.

There are three things in my life which I really love: God, my family, and baseball.

The only problem – once baseball season starts, I change the order around a bit.

Baseball should be the only thing on an eight year old boy’s mind.

I’m not perfect. Nobody’s perfect.

That’s why I’ve gotten so much experience at my age.

You have three teachers next to you every game, and if I’m not playing, I’m watching baseball.

But I love baseball and I love to play hard.