Hey Mantle, You Win. You're The Worst.

I Always Loved The Game, But When My Legs Weren't Hurting It Was A Lot Easier To Love.

After I Hit A Home Run I Had A Habit Of Running The Bases With My Head Down. I Figured The Pitcher Already Felt Bad Enough Without Me Showing Him Up Rounding The Bases.

When I First Came To Yankee Stadium I Used To Feel Like The Ghosts Of Babe Ruth And Lou Gehrig Were Walking Around In There.

Roger Maris Was As Good A Man And As Good A Ballplayer As There Ever Was.

Ralph (houk) Brought Out The Best In Everybody, And That Included Me. I Consider Myself Lucky To Have Played For Him.