People ask me what I do in winter when there's no baseball. I'll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring.

I never saw a pitcher I didn't feel sorry for.

I've always played hard. If that's rough and tough, I can't help it. I don't believe there's any such thing as a good loser. I wouldn't sit down and play a game of cards with you right now withing wanting to win. If I hadn't felt that way I wouldn't have got very far in baseball.

Any ballplayer that don't sign autographs for little kids ain't an American. He's a communist.

The home run became glorified with Babe Ruth. Starting with him, batters have been thinking in terms of how far they could hit the ball, not how often.

The big trouble is not really who isn't in the Hall of Fame, but who is. It was established for a select few.

Whoever wants to know the heart and mind of America had better learn baseball.