The next time I cry about golf it will only be with joy. It's not worth crying over golf for any other reason. After all, it's only a game.

I’m three legs toward completing the career Grand Slam at 25. So, I’m feeling pretty good right now.

I'm sure there was an educational angle to the trips (I think one was to the Ulster Museum) but it was the fun and banter I had with my friends I remember the most.

You get thrown off balance out there. And I never recovered. Well, I haven't recovered yet.

I want to try to become the best golfer in the world.

I'm happy with the success I've had, and I feel like there's been a lot that I've learned this year, and that's a great thing going into the future.

My game wasn't where it should have been at all at the start of the year. I got into a couple of bad habits on my swing, and it just took me a little bit of time to get out of them.