It was an ideal day for football - too cold for the spectators and too cold for the players.

Ninety feet between home plate and first base may be the closest man has ever come to perfection.

I have known writers who paid no damned attention whatever to the rules of grammar and rhetoric and somehow made the language behave for them.

Today's game is always different from yesterday's game.

The natural habitat of the tongue is the left cheek.

Unlike the normal pattern, I know I have grown more liberal as I've grown older. I have become more convinced that there is room for improvement in the world.

I like to get where the cabbage is cooking and catch the scents.