I have a bad memory for facts.
All the time, I think positive things about baseball. That's always how you do it. I'm a baseball player-that's all I want to do, all the time, be better and better.
Every time I walk out onto the field, I feel that I can be the best one in the game and that I can be a superstar.
It's been a long time since I've been in the playoffs. I want to get back there.
I think my power comes from my hands.
My goal is to play hard and give the city a chance for a championship.
I make stupid errors because I don't concentrate. I let things bother me.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is. I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass, how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields, which is what I have been doing all day. Tell me, what else should I have done? Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon? Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?
It is my belief, you cannot deal with the most serious things in the world unless you understand the most amusing.
I will live this day as if it is my last. …I will waste not a moment mourning yesterday’s misfortunes, Yesterday’s defeats, yesterday’s aches of the heart, for why should I throw good after bad?
Breaks are good because you need breaks to be more creative. It's hard to come up with that creativity and the stamina for that creativity, all the time.