I could not wait for the sun to come up the next morning so that I could get out on the course again.

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

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

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

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.

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.

People have always been telling me what I can't do. I guess I have wanted to show them. That's been one of my driving forces all my life.