Babe Ruth was great. I'm just lucky.

A baseball swing is a very finely tuned instrument. It is repetition, and more repetition, then a little more after that.

I feel that the most important requirement in success is learning to overcome failure. You must learn to tolerate it, but never accept it

Sometimes I underestimate the magnitude of me.

I was reminded that when we lose and I strike out, a billion people in China don't care.

So many ideas come to you and you want to try them all, but you can't. You're like a mosquito in a nudist colony, you don't know where to start.

I'm the straw that stirs the drink.

Fans don't boo nobodies.

If I played in New York, they'd name a candy bar after me.

Once you realize how good you really are, you never settle for playing less than your best.

When you've played this game for ten years and gone to bat seven-thousand times and gotten two-thousand hits do you know what that really means? It means you've gone zero for five-thousand.

Possibilities are a mysterious beauty. They tease us to explore while our inner child cheers because an adventure is waiting.

Don’t confuse the darkness that’s leaving with the light that’s coming in.

If anything has been accomplished through my life, it has been solely God’s doing, not mine, and He—not I—must get the credit.

I know you deserve better than me. You think I don’t know that? But if there was any woman made for me … it’s you.

Oh, do not cry - be good children and we will all meet in heaven.

I am slow. A sentence often takes an hour to compose before I throw it out. What can you do?

Playing frisbee with a five year old is amazingly similar to chasing after a frisbee.

I got me a fine wife and I got me old fiddle, when the suns coming up I got cakes on the griddle. And life ain't nothing, but a funny, funny riddle.

If we are to cherish freedom, and to guard it, we must remember what the alternative is: the bread of affliction and the bitter herbs of slavery.

America is a hurricane, and the only people who do not hear the sound are those fortunate if incredibly stupid and smug White Protestants who live in the center, in the serene eye of the big wind.