Billy Loes was the only player in the majors who could lose a ground ball in the sun

Don't be afraid to fail. Experience is just mistakes you don't make anymore.

Not only was I not the best catcher in the Major Leagues, I wasn't even the best catcher on my street!

You really have to be some kind of a creep for a dog to reject you.

One thing you learned as a Cubs fan: when you bought you ticket, you could bank on seeing the bottom of the ninth.

I know a baseball star who wouldn't report the theft of his wife's credit cards because the thief spends less than she does.

Baseball is a game of race, creed, and color. The race is to first base. The creed is the rules of the game. The color? Well, the home team wears white uniforms, and the visiting team wears gray.

I went through baseball as a player to be named later.

Baseball is drama with an endless run and an ever-changing cast.

I guess you don't really own a dog, you rent them, and you have to be thankful that you had a long lease.

Never trust a baserunner with a limp. Comes a base hit and you'll think he just got back from Lourdes.

A path full of potholes must be traveled slowly, but there's no reason you can't finish the journey.

A publisher is somebody looking for someone who has something to say.

Laws made by common consent must not be trampled on by individuals.

And bed, he thought. Bed is my friend. Just bed, he thought. Bed will be a great thing. It is easy when you are beaten, he thought. I never knew how easy it was. And what beat you, the thought.

You can get it in any color, as long as it is black

Everyone needs to realize why am I here? It comes in everyone's life; you ask why am I here? What am I doing? Once you are able to answer that question for yourself honestly, you have smooth sailing.

I think we'll say flat is the new growth in the short term.

Here Jove with Hermes came; but in disguise Of mortal men conceal'd their deities; One laid aside his thunder, one his rod

It was Indian summer, a bluebird sort of day as we call it in the north, warm and sunny, without a breath of wind; the water was sky-blue, the shores a bank of solid gold.

Love hath made thee a tame snake