I enjoy baseball more than anything and would like to be involved with it forever, but the reality is your survival is determined by how well you compete, not by your fondness for the game.

The opponents and I are really one. My strength and skills only half of the equation. The other half is theirs. An opponent is someone whose strength joined to yours creates a certain result.

The efforts you make will surely be rewarded. If not, then you are simply not ready to call them efforts.

My baseball career was a long, long initiation into a single secret: At the heart of all things is love.

At the heart of all things is love.

I had strong legs that would have made me a good sumo wrestler and I used that to my advantage, but my home runs were achieved by technique.

Can we go back to using Facebook for what it was originally for - looking up exes to see how fat they got?

People in this world are cruel, selfish and ignorant. The only way to survive is to be the good side of yourself.

Mainstream Canadians, what some might call the dominant culture, like to think this racism doesn't happen. It's important to remind people that it does and that we have work to do to end it.

What is working stain, does not soil.

Some types of nothing are more fun than other types of nothing.

You're just a prayer away from a change of heart.

These younger kids - I think growing up with social media, they're just savvy.

This is what I like, sitting at a table and watching people go by. It does something to your outlook on life. The Anglo-Saxons make a great mistake not staring at people from a sidewalk table.

I'm still at the beginning of my career. It's all a little new, and I'm still learning as I go

Even though I'm a leftist. I think the left eats its own.