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

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.

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.

Not bragging by any means, but I could have done a lot of other stuff as far as working in films go and working in television... I had chances to do that stuff, but I like baseball, I really do.

Everything that you can touch with pure love belongs to you.

If you don’t choose what you want, someone make the choice for you.

Since when has outright denial of truth become a Nigerian factor?

Let us respect gray hairs especially our own.

Don't be fooled...If they gossip to you, they'll gossip about you.

People do not lack strength they lack will.

I like to have a regimen. I don't like to be fancy free.

If we do not worship God, God will not be the lesser for it. But we will.

Writers vary tremendously. Was it Tom Wolfe who stood up or was it [Ernest] Hemingway who had to stand up? I don't know.

Since the age of three I have refused God nothing.