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

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.

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

I dreamed one night that I had 17 holes-in-one and one two, and when I woke up I was so goddam mad.

Relax? How can anybody relax and play golf? You have to grip the club, don't you?

Certainly, if you can't manage your game, you can't play tournament golf. You continually have to ask yourself what club to play, where to aim it, whether to accept a safe par or to try to go for a birdie. You can't play every hole the same way. I never could.

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