I came into the game when I broke into the major leagues, the minimum salary was seven thousand dollars, and I'd have to go home in the wintertime and get a job.

I came from a broken home, so my mom was a major influence in my life.

There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground; there are a thousand ways to go home again.

I came to America to make it my home, and I did.

I can't think of anything more humiliating than losing a ballgame to a guy who steals home on you. It happened to me one time against Kansas City. I had a 2-2 count on the hitter - and Amos Otis broke from third. The pitch was a ball and slid in safe. I felt like a nickel.

I go home by noon, and I'm in bed by 6 p.m. I get up at 1 and do it again.