He (Shoeless Joe Jackson) was the finest natural hitter in the history of the game.

When I came to Detroit I was just a mild-mannered Sunday-school boy.

Every great batter works on the theory that the pitcher is more afraid of him than he is of the pitcher.

Walter Johnson's fastball looked about the size of a watermelon seed and it hissed at you as it passed.

When I played ball, I didn't play for fun.

I'm coming down on the next pitch, Krauthead.

I regret to this day that I never went to college. I feel I should have been a doctor.