When I first came to Yankee Stadium I used to feel like the ghosts of Babe Ruth and Lou Gehrig were walking around in there.

As far as he knew, I was dying.

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.

Bravery is a complicated thing to describe. You can't say it's three feet long and two feet wide and that it weighs four hundred pounds or that it's colored bright blue or that it sounds like a piano or that it smells like roses. It's a quality, not a thing.

You don't have to talk to me about pensions. I won't be around long enough to collect one.

Roger Maris was as good a man and as good a ballplayer as there ever was.

He who has the fastest golf cart never has a bad lie.