I was the most powerful left-handed hitter in the Alameda area.

I always said that when it was time to retire, I would know it, and I would just tip my hat to the crowds.

I was bred as an outcast, part Negro and part Seminole, in my early years raised as an Indian.

I'm always amazed when a pitcher becomes angry at a hitter for hitting a home run off him. When I strike out, I don't get angry at the pitcher, I get angry at myself. I would think that if a pitcher threw up a home run ball, he should be angry at himself.

Oakland revolved around Forbes Field. Nothing in the city could match that atmosphere.

I gave out stars whenever an appropriate situation presented itself.

I never did allow anything to keep me from my kids. They're the most important part of my life.