The truth is, the first golf club I owned was an old left-handed, wooden-shafted, rib-faced mashie that a fellow gave me, and that's the club I was weaned on. During the mornings we caddies would bang the ball up and down the practice field until the members arrived and it was time to go to work. So I did all that formative practice left-handed. But I'm a natural right-hander.

Every day you miss playing or practicing is one day longer it takes to be good.

Placing the ball in the right position for the next shot is eighty percent of winning golf.

There's no set time or schedule for developing one's skills as a professional golfer, and it certainly doesn't come overnight. It's a muscle-memory exercise that comes over time.

I play golf with friends sometimes, but there are never friendly games.

Hit the ball up to the hole... You meet a better class of people up there.

As you walk down the fairway of life you must smell the roses, for you only get to play one round.