I come to spring training and just try to do my job, try to do the best I can. That's all any player can do.

It's always frustrating when you leave people on base.

I feel it's the best thing that could have happened for me, leaving the Braves so I could go to another team that would give me more of a chance to play like with the Marlins.

I know how to prepare my head.

When I did play, I tried to make the most of it.

I don't know nothing about nothing.

I need to work on everything.

In baseball, you've got to keep working.

I go back for seconds and thirds and fourths and fifths, when it’s good. Just not if it means some guy gets to put a leash on me.

Butt holes are like a one-way street

Strange - is it not? - that of the myriads who Before us passed the door of Darkness through Not one returns to tell us of the road Which to discover we must travel too.

I should like to see any kind of a man distinguishable from a gorilla that some good and even pretty woman could not shape a husband out of.

People in hotels strike no roots. The French phrase for chronic hotel guests even says so; they are called dwellers sur la branche.

What people will say about me then - or maybe not say - will be the only thing that finally counts

When you hear my records today hear a vanilla sounding artist with no black inflection, although I was trying to imitate what I heard.

When you are very old, and sit in the candle - light at evening spinning by the fire, you will say, as you murmur my verses, a wonder in your eyes, 'Ronsard sang of me in the days when I was fair.

I've done everything but tap dance across the table.

I want to show people my appeal through my simplicity rather than being 'I'm good looking; I know how to dress' that kind of way.