I never got many questions about my managing. I tried to get twenty-five guys who didn't ask questions.

The key to winning baseball games is pitching, fundamentals, and three run homers.

Do the dull things right so the extraordinary things will not be required too often.

In baseball, you can't kill the clock. You've got to give the other man his chance. That's why this is the greatest game.

On my tombstone just write, 'The sorest loser that ever lived.'

My best game plan is to sit on the bench and call out specific instructions like 'C'mon Boog,' 'Get a hold of one, Frank,' or 'Let's go, Brooks.'

This ain't a football game, we do this every day.

I became an optimist when I discovered that I wasn't going to win any more games by being anything else.

Optimism is the cheerful frame of mind that enables a teakettle to sing, though in hot water up to its nose.

Nobody likes to hear it, because it's dull, but the reason you win or lose is darn near always the same - pitching.

The job of arguing with the umpire belongs to the manager, because it won't hurt the team if he gets thrown out of the game.

Control the things you can control. As for the rest - God bless it all.

So the smart brain must be balanced with a warm heart, a good heart -a sense of responsibility, of concern for the well-being of others.

The patient and active virtues of a soldier are insensibly nursed in the habits and discipline of a pastoral life.

This is what it means to be a slave; to be abused and bear it; compelled by violence to suffer wrong.

I think the wave of social media rejection is coming. I think there will be a big reaction against it. It's just like sugar- - mean, I loved it as a kid.

And what do you think will happen to you when you find life is just too good to be left alone? You'll start living it.

But instead of tears, when I press my face against the pillow, a horrible, primal scream comes out of me. It's unlike anything I thought myself capable of. Rage, unlike anything I've ever known.

Each small candle lights a corner of the dark.

Madam, you have between your legs an instrument capable of giving pleasure to thousands and all you can do is scratch it.

I will not by the noise of bloody wars and the dethroning of kings advance you to glory: but by the gentle ways of peace and love.