I would not admire hitting against Ryne Duren, because if he ever hit you in the head you might be in the past tense.

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.

We go round and round trying to convince one another that our opinion makes more sense. And the only winner is time for making us look like fools by wasting it.

He would know a number of grown women in his life who did not possess even a small portion of the grace his middle sister owned at the age of fourteen.

Psychologists suggest that we must reach back at least three generations to look for clues whenever we begin untangling the emotional legacy of any one family's history.

Don't just DO something. Stand there! (and get perspective and understanding)

We trust to novels to train us in the practice of great indignations and great generositie.

Ef women want any rights more'n dey got why don't dey jes' take 'em and not be talkin' about it.

This isn't fair. I tell you guys everything. I don't hold back anything." "Believe me, I know," Della said. "I know more about you and Perry's relationship than the law allows.

If I could control the behavior of fat guys I would make them ride mopeds more often.

Nor all that heralds rake from coffin'd clay, Nor florid prose, nor honied lies of rhyme, Can blazon evil deeds, or consecrate a crime.

Men must fumble awhile with error to separate it from truth, I think- as long as they don't seize the error hungrily because it has a pleasanter taste.