I'm just like everybody else. I have two arms, two legs and four-thousand hits.
You owe it to yourself to be the best you can possibly be - in baseball and in life.
Am I still in uniform? Then I ain't retired.
You know what God told the Cubs? Don't do anything until I come back.
Once you accept defeat, it becomes ease to lose. If defeat comes, face it and take it, but don't accept it.
Every time I step up to the plate, I expect to get a hit. If I don't expect to get a hit, I have no right to step into the batter's box in the first place.