I love signing autographs. I'll sign anything but veal cutlets. My ballpoint slips on veal cutlets.

They say some of my stars drink whiskey, but I have found that ones who drink milkshakes don't win many ball games.

The key to being a good manager is keeping the people who hate me away from those who are still undecided.

All right everyone, line up alphabetically according to your height.

Oldtimers, weekends, and airplane landings are alike. If you can walk away from them, they're successful.

Gettin' good players is easy. Gettin' 'em to play together is the hard part.

The secret of successful managing is to keep the five guys who hate you away from the four guys who haven't made up their minds.

See that fella over there? He's 20 years old. In 10 years, he's got a chance to be a star. Now that fella over there, he's 20 years old, too. In 10 years he's got a chance to be 30.

When you are younger you get blamed for crimes you never committed and when you're older you begin to get credit for virtues you never possessed. It evens itself out.

He'd (Yogi Berra) fall in a sewer and come up with a gold watch.

Now there's three things you can do in a baseball game: You can win or you can lose or it can rain.

You need to call on your best and strongest self.

Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.

'The want of proper examination, true contrition, and a firm purpose of amendment, is the cause of bad confessions, and of the ruin of souls.'

The Bible itself claims that "the fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom".

Nothing is so strongly fortified that it cannot be taken by money.

He can who thinks he can, and he can't who thinks he can't. This is an inexorable, indisputable law.

I have a specialized racing bike, which is great because it has a solid build, is comfortable to ride, and is lightweight.

Have you ever sought God with your whole heart, or have you simply given Him a feeble cry after some emotionally painful experience?

Hey, did somebody step on a duck?

An old paleontological in joke proclaims that mammalian evolution is a tale told by teeth mating to produce slightly altered descendant teeth.