I believe in destiny...what's going to be is going to be. If I'm going to win, I'm going to win...I don't give a damn what the other guy shoots. I'm going to win if it's my turn.

The fairways were so narrow you had to walk down them single file.

There is an old saying: if a man comes home with sand in his cuffs and cockleburs in his pants, don't ask him what he shot.

These greens are so fast I have to hold my putter over the ball and hit it with the shadow.

I believe in destiny...what's going to be is going to be. If I'm going to win, I'm going to win...I don't give a damn what the other guy shoots. I'm going to win if it's my turn.

If I could have shot 69 in the last round every time, I would have won nine U.S. Opens. Nine!

Golf got complicated when I had to wear shoes and begin thinking about what I was doing.