Hey man! Get away from me!

When I hit a home run I usually didn't care where it went. So long as it was a home run was all that mattered.

Somebody once asked me if I ever went up to the plate trying to hit a home run. I said, 'Sure, every time.'

To get a better piece of chicken, you'd have to be a rooster.

I've often wondered how a man who knew he was going to die could stand here and say he was the luckiest man on the face of the earth, but now I guess I know how he felt.

I'll play baseball for the Army or fight for it, whatever they want me to do.

Of course, I didn't tell you about all the times I said I was going to hit one and it didn't happen.