For me, baseball is the most nourishing game outside of literature. They both are re-tellings of human experience.

[Baseball] breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart.

As I grew up, I knew that as a building it was on the level of Mount Olympus, the Pyramid of Giza, the nation's capital, the czar's winter palace, and the Louvre - except, of course, that it was better than all of those inconsequential places.

Teaching is an instinctual art, mindful of potential, craving of realizations, a pausing, seamless process.

On matters of race, on matters of decency, baseball should lead the way.

The banishment for life of Pete Rose from baseball is a sad end if a sorry episode. One of the game's greatest players has engaged in a variety of acts which have stained the game, and he must now live with the consequences of those acts. There is absolutely no deal for reinstatement.

Talking to Yogi Berra about baseball is like talking to Homer about the Gods.