If my uniform doesn't get dirty, I haven't done anything in the baseball game.
Rickey Henderson
Lou Brock was a great base stealer but today I am the greatest.
To all the kids out there: Follow your dream. Believe in your dream. Because dreams do come true.
In baseball you train the whole body, except for the hip and eyes.
Rickey got a big ranch. Rickey got a big bull. Rickey got horses. Rickey got chickens and everything. And Rickey got a 20-gallon hat.
You never had the opportunity to play with some of the great ballplayers, but being that close around them, and being in the same category, was a great feeling, to feel that vibe of all the best players who played the game.
I'm disappointed about how my career ended.
Just because I believed in what I was doing on the field and dedicated myself to playing the game, does that mean I'm cocky? Does that mean I'm arrogant?
To me the most important thing was stirring things up and scoring some runs so we could win a ballgame.
People always ask me why I still want to play, but I want to know why no one will give me an opportunity. It's like they put a stamp on me: 'Hall of Fame. You're done. That's it.'
The only name on my birth certificate was Henley, no first name.
Once you can accept failure, you can have fun and success.
Rickey don't like it when Rickey can't find Rickey's limo.
People say I stole a lot of bases. I stole the bases for a reason. I crossed the plate.
I like playing for Oakland, they have a very colorful uniform.
I don't want to be one of those great players who never made it to the Series.
You have to keep running. I always believed I was going to be safe.
My impact on the game was going out there and making things happen.
I love the game and I wanted to continue playing. It came to a time that I had to stop.
If you look at some of the people in the Hall of Fame, my numbers are compatible.
My journey as a player is complete.
My dream was to play football for the Oakland Raiders. But my mother thought I would get hurt playing football, so she chose baseball for me. I guess moms do know best.
I haven't had the time to say, 'I'm retiring.' But baseball says, 'You're retired.'
I can't find a job. It makes me crazy.
I'm a Hall of Famer and I'm still fighting for it because I love the game and I love to play.
I wanted to be a part of something special and contributing to the launch of a new league was very exciting to me.
I love playing this game and every spring training feels like the first.
I don't think I ever got proper credit about being smart about the game.
I did so many things that made me a threat.
I love talking about baserunning.
Even the slowest guy can go from first to third and help win a ballgame.
Certain guys, they can see a guy do a certain thing with their glove and know what pitch is coming. I couldn't do that. But I can get on first base and I can tell you by his move if that pitcher is going to first base or home plate every time.
When you're a kid, you want to be a millionaire.
Somehow, I've been blessed to be able to have the young spirit inside - not feel like every year I get a year older. I feel like every year I get a year younger. I don't wake up in the morning with aches and pains.
People recognize me - but if you've been in the public eye as long as I have and people don't recognize you, I feel bad about myself.
I have to play baseball to make me happy. I have to be an athlete. But when it's all said and done, I'll be a normal father. A normal-type house man.
I can still steal a base anytime I get ready.
