It's a weird scene. You win a few baseball games and all of a sudden you're surrounded by reporters and TV men with cameras asking you about Vietnam and race relations.

I keep telling myself, don't get cocky. Give your services to the press and the media, be nice to the kids, throw a baseball into the stands once in a while.

Catfish Hunter was a man among men. He was a genuine person. There was nothing phony about him. I learned a lot from him, both on and off the baseball field.

Sometimes in this game its as good to be lucky as it is to be good.

It's easy, man. I just take the ball and throw. Hard! It's a God-given talent! No one can teach it to you. They either hit it or they don't.

I think I have signed some scrap of paper for every man, woman and child in the United States. What do they do with all those scraps of paper with my signature on it?

Charlie Finley has soured my stomach for baseball. He treated me like a damn colored boy.

It was queer how sometimes a child's innocent eyes can see things that grown men are blind to.

Hammer the lies! Nail the truth." ~ Angelica Hopes, If I Could Tell You

I was a writer. I just wasn't a very good one. I was lucky enough to have a playwriting teacher who told me that I'd be a better actor than I would a playwright.

As goes love so goes life.

Laughing is also good for your respiratory system.

Everything I say comes from my heart - and it's the truth.

I love teaching online at my website and soon I'll be writing a math book. I love to teach math. I just don't have time for a full-time teaching gig. Acting is way too time-consuming.

It can't hurt, publicity is publicity, controversy and all that, it's all good.

We must always think about death, because death always thinks about us!

There's one novel, Cujo, that I barely remember writing at all.