I spent three of the best years of my life in 10th grade.

I knew when my career was over. In 1965 my baseball card came out with no picture.

People don't know this, but I helped the Cardinals win the pennant. I came down with hepatitis. The trainer injected me with it!

I signed a very modest $3,000 bonus with the Braves in Milwaukee. And my old man didn't have that kinda money to put out.

They broke it to me gently. The manager came up to me before a game and told me they didn't allow visitors in the clubhouse.

Between me and my roommate, we've hit 400 Major League home runs.

The highlight of my baseball career came in Philadelphia's Connie Mack Stadium when I saw a fan fall out of the upper deck. When he got up and walked away, the crowd booed.

I led the league in go get 'em next time.

In 1962 I was named Minor League Player of the Year. It was my second season in the bigs.

When I came up to bat with three men on and two outs in the ninth, I looked in the other team's dugout and they were already in street clothes.

When I played baseball I got death threats all the time--from my mother.

I have a cat, the pet that ranks just above a throw pillow in terms of required responsibility.

The ultimate truth is mystical truth, the ultimate reality is sacred chaos.

What is man without the beasts? For if all the beast were gone, man would die of a great loneliness of the spirit.

Onstage I'm the happiest person in the world.

If what was supposed to have been destroyed in Paradise was destructible, then it was not decisive; but if it was indestructible, then we are living in a false belief.

Now you know " the crow whispered as it sat on his shoulder. "Now you know why you must live." "Why " Bran said not understanding falling falling. "Because winter is coming.

One does every day and without a second thought, what at another time would be the event of a year, perhaps of a life.

When in the world are we going to begin to live as if we understood that this is life? This is our time, our day...and it is passing. What are we waiting for?

Scarcely any degree of judgment is sufficient to restrain the imagination from magnifying that on which it is long detained

Back in high school I told my dad, "I'm going to have a computer someday." And he said that it cost as much as a house-the downpayment on a house. And I said, "Well, I'll live in an apartment."