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.

I play with friends, but we don't play friendly games.

Every day that you don't practice is one day longer before you achieve greatness

I liked to win, but more than anything, I loved to play the way I wanted to play

Reverse every natural instinct and do the opposite of what you are inclined to do, and you will probably come very close to having a perfect golf swing.

A shot that goes in the cup is pure luck, but a shot to within two feet of the flag is skill.

This is a game of misses. The guy who misses the best is going to win.