I've got the body of a model and the face of a coal miner.
Me and Paul (Dean) will probably win forty games (they won forty-nine).
Why, they shot the wrong McKinley!
I'd get me a bunch of bats and balls and sneak me a couple of umpires and learn them kids behind the Iron Curtain how to tote a bat and play baseball.
Fans, don't fail to miss tomorrow's game.
The good Lord was good to me. He gave me a strong body, a good right arm, and a weak mind.
The dumber a pitcher is, the better. When he gets smart and begins to experiment with a lot of different pitches, he's in trouble. All I ever had was a fastball, a curve and a changeup and I did pretty good.
The key to the trap is, of course, education. The feminine mystique has made higher education for women seem suspect, unnecessary and even dangerous. But I think that education, and only education, has saved, and can continue to save, American women from the greater dangers of the feminine mystique.
I think colors are miraculous. We live in a universe that is extremely creative and magical. We become happier as we appreciate these things in nature.
The world is in a constant conspiracy against the brave.
Earth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure.