You hear stories about me beating my brains out practising, but the truth is, I was enjoying myself. I couldn't wait to get up in the morning, so I could hit balls. When I'm hitting the ball where I want, hard and crisply, it's a joy that very few people experience.

When you see an opportunity, you practice and work, at least from sunup to sundown.

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

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

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

If the Masters offered no money at all, I would be here trying just as hard.

There are no shortcuts in the quest for perfection.