You hear stories about me beating my brains out practicing, but the truth is, I was enjoying myself. I couldn't wait to get up in the morning so I could hit balls. I'd be at the practice tee at the crack of dawn, hit balls for a few hours, then take a break and get right back to it. And I still thoroughly enjoy it. When I'm hitting the ball where I want, hard and crisply - when anyone is - it's a joy that very few people experience.

Golf is not a game of good shots. It's a game of bad shots.

I always outworked everybody. Work never bothered me as it bothers some people.

There are no shortcuts in the quest for perfection.

Why that would be like challenging Bing Crosby to a singing contest,wouldn't it

The average golfer's problem is not so much the lack of ability as it is lack of knowledge about what he should be doing

I have really enjoyed every minute I have spent in golf- above all, the many wonderful friends I have made. I have loved playing the game and practicing it. Whether my schedule for the following day called for a tournament round or merely a trip to the practice tee, the prospect that there was going to be golf in it made me feel privileged and extremely happy, and I couldn't wait for the sun to come up the next morning so that I could get out on the course again