Every baseball crowd, like every theatre audience, has its own distinctive attitude and atmosphere.

The true harbinger of spring is not crocuses or swallows returning to Capistrano, but the sound of the bat on the ball.

Baseball is the only thing beside the paper clip that hasn't changed

I was in the game for love. After all, where else can an old-timer with one leg, who can't hear or see, live like a king while doing the only thing I wanted to do?

The most beautiful thing in the world is a ballpark filled with people.

An island of surety in a changing world.

Suffering is overrated. It doesn't teach you anything.