When you have a wonderful mother-in-law who takes sides with you in squabbles with her own daughter - that's something.

I worked real hard to learn to play first. In the beginning, I used to make one terrible play a game. Then, I got so I'd make one a week, and finally, I'd pull a real bad one maybe once a month. At the end, I was trying to keep it down to one a season.

What are you going to do? Admit to yourself that the pitchers have you on the point of surrender? You can't do that. You must make yourself think that the pitchers are just as good as they always have been or just as bad.

The Babe is one fellow, and I'm another and I could never be exactly like him. I don't try, I just go on as I am in my own right.

You have to get knocked down to realize how people really feel about you. I've realized that more than ever lately. The other day, I was on my way to the car. It was hailing, the streets were slippery and I was having a tough time of it. I came to a corner and started to slip. But before I could fall, four people jumped out of nowhere to help me. When I thanked them, they all said they knew about my illness and had been keeping an eye on me.

We were mighty short of infielders in those days

I love to win, but I love to lose almost as much. I love the thrill of victory, and I also love the challenge of defeat.