I may have had a tough break, but I have an awful lot to live for.

When you have a wonderful mother-in-law who takes sides with you in squabbles with her own daughter - that's something.

When you have a father and a mother who work all their lives so you can have an education and build your body - it's a blessing.

The Babe is one fellow, and I'm another and I could never be exactly like him. I don't try, I just go on as I am in my own right.

There is no room in baseball for discrimination. It is our national pastime and a game for all.

When you have a wife who has been a tower of strength and shown more courage than you dreamed existed - that's the finest I know.

I might have had a tough break, but I have an awful lot to live for.

Fans, for the past two weeks you have been reading about a bad break I got. Yet today, I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the earth.

The ballplayer who loses his head, who can't keep his cool, is worse than no ballplayer at all.

You don t get the breaks unless you play with the team instead of against it.

I love to win, but I love to lose almost as much. I love the thrill of victory, and I also love the challenge of defeat.

When I finish playing, I think I'd like to coach college baseball.

I could learn how to press 'Record' on a tape recorder and write for a newspaper or a magazine.

I was a momma's boy. I didn't get anything from Dad, except my body and baseball knowledge. The only time I spent with him was at the ballpark.

I think of myself as 'catching' the ball with my bat and letting the pitcher supply the power.

I don't know if the record is going to happen. I don't really think about the record. There are other things I worry about.

I don't know what you guys say, but at home, life is way different from baseball.

I don't want to be a Major League coach.

My life is in shambles. It is crazy. It couldn't get any crazier. I'm just trying to stay sane.