Chipping and putting for par is like a dog chasing cars, he won't be doing it for very long.

I never think of yesterday. Can't do anything about it.

All my life I had a rapport with black caddies.

Two things that are not long for this world: dogs that chase cars and professional golfers who putt for pars.

Only bad golfers are lucky. They're the ones bouncing balls off trees, curbs, turtles and cars. Good golfers have bad luck. When you hit the ball straight, a funny bounce is bound to be unlucky.

I'm actually a very quiet person off the golf course. I talk 150 miles per hour when I'm at the course, but when in private I very seldom ever open my mouth.

How can they beat me? I've been struck by lightning, had two back operations, and been divorced twice.