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I usually take a two-hour nap from one to four.
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It's like deja-vu, all over again.
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The towels were so thick there I could hardly close my suitcase.
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I liked George Weiss when he was with the Yankees. He loved the Old Timers' Day. He loved it. And he invited all these people to come, all these players to come.
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Half the lies they tell about me aren't true.
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If you don't know where you are going, you might wind up someplace else.
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Baseball is ninety percent mental. The other half is physical.
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So I'm ugly. So what? I never saw anyone hit with his face.
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How can you think and hit at the same time?
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Slump? I ain't in no slump... I just ain't hitting.
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I never blame myself when I'm not hitting. I just blame the bat and if it keeps up, I change bats. After all, if I know it isn't my fault that I'm not hitting, how can I get mad at myself?
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The other teams could make trouble for us if they win.
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It was impossible to get a conversation going, everybody was talking too much.
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I never figured I'd go into the Hall of Fame. A kid from the Hill.
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My ambition is to hit .400 and talk 1.000.
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We have deep depth.
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Little League baseball is a very good thing because it keeps the parents off the streets.
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When you arrive at a fork in the road, take it.
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Mickey Mantle was a very good golfer, but we weren't allowed to play golf during the season; only at spring training.
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If I didn't make it in baseball, I won't have made it workin'. I didn't like to work.
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Lopat was the cutest of the gang, the easiest to catch because he had almost perfect control of every pitch at different speeds. He made batters impatient. They couldn't wait for what looked so easy to hit and they'd swing at his motion.
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It ain't over till it's over.
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You should always go to other people's funerals; otherwise, they won't come to yours.
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He's learning me all of his experience.