Ed (Runge), you're the second best umpire in the league. The other twenty-three are tied for first.

The three-thousand hitting thing was the first time I let individual pressure get to me. I was uptight about it. When I saw the hit going through, I had a sigh of relief more than anything.

I think about baseball when I wake up in the morning. I think about it all day and I dream about it at night. The only time I don't think about it is when I'm playing it.

The race doesn't always belong to the swift nor the battle to the strong. It belongs rather to those who run the race, who stay the course and who fight the good fight.

When they knock you down, you not only have to get up, but you have to make it clear that you won't be knocked down a second time.

Anything less would not have been worthy of me. Anything more would not have been possible.

And if I have my choice between a pennant and a triple crown, I'll take the pennant every time.

I loved the game - I loved the competition. But I never had any fun. All hard work - all the time.

I came to love Fenway. It was a place that rejuvenated me after a road trip; the fans right on top of you, the nutty angles. And the Wall. That was my baby, the left-field wall, the Green Monster.

You don't always make an out. Sometimes the pitcher gets you out.

I was lucky enough to have the talent to play baseball. That's how I treated my career. I didn't think I was anybody special, anybody different.

So, and it is common sense, be in the moment to make things happen in that moment.

Real dishes break. That's how you know they're real.

We have it all. We have great diversity of people, we have a wonderful land, and we have great possibilities. So all those things combined there's nowhere else I'd rather be.

Being of service is not an option, it is a biological necessity. Every kind of action we do for someone is a reanimation of our own life force - and of the other person's.

It was amazing how it worked: the tiniest bit of truth made credible the greatest lies.

A winner forgets he's in a race, he just loves to run.

Cupid in these latter times has probably laid aside his bow and arrow, and uses fire-arms -- a pistol -- perhaps a revolver.

He was alone in his wonderment, amoung creatures incapable of wonder --for them it was enough to exist and go their way.

Doctors and lawyers must go to school for years and years, often with little sleep and with great sacrifice to their first wives.

It's so nice to know where you're going, in the early stages. It almost rids you of the wish to go there.