A World Series trophy is a wonderful thing to behold.

I love September, especially when we're in it.

I found myself in a race with Mother Nature to play as much baseball as I could before she forced me to stop.

I'm proud of the fact that I'm the only player to hit a ball completely out of Dodger Stadium.

I would always reserve a special place in my heart for Pittsburgh.

Baseball for me was instinctive, born within me, given to me as a gift from God.

Love soothes wounds, while hatred and violence deepen them.

Unfortunately, inner feelings and potential are often stunted by our parents, relatives or peers.

The bat is gone, but the smile remains.