After playing Ballybunion for the first time, a man would think that the game of golf originated here.

If you have an ego of any sort, this course [Augusta] will take it and shove it down your throat.

My golf swing is a bit like ironing a shirt. You get one side smoothed out, turn it over and there is a big wrinkle on the other side. Then you iron that one out, turn it over and there is yet another wrinkle.

I'd rather fight 100 structure fires than a wildfire. With a structure fire you know where your flames are, but in the woods it can move anywhere; it can come right up behind you.

Sometimes thinking too much can destroy your momentum.

I learned how to win by losing and not liking it.

This game is so elusive. You try to maintain the peaks and level up the valleys.