You swing your best when you have the fewest things to think about.

Nobody ever swung a club too slowly.

Doesn't it show us all that we are silly little boys or fatuous asses to think that we can play golf without making a lot of bad shots?

Addressing a golf ball would seem to be a simple matter; that is, to the uninitiated who cannot appreciate that a golf ball can hold more terrors than a spacious auditorium packed with people.

I have never felt so lonely as on a golf course in the midst of a championship with thousands of people around, especially when things began to go wrong and the crowds started wandering away.

It is nevertheless a game of considerable passion, either of the explosive type, or that which burns inwardly and sears the soul.

You might as well praise a man for not robbing a bank as to praise him for playing by the rules.