The most important part of a player's body is above his shoulders.

I had to fight all my life to survive. They were all against me, but I beat the bastards and left them in the ditch.

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

The best recommendation for an umpire in the old days was: "He licked somebody in the Three-I League. He ought to do.

To get along with me, don't increase my tension.

When I played ball, I didn't play for fun. . . . It's no pink tea, and mollycoddles had better stay out. It's a contest and everything that implies, a struggle for supremacy, a survival of the fittest.

I have observed that baseball is not unlike war, and when you get right down to it, we batters are the heavy artillery.