He may have gone to bed three hours ago, but he knows who he is playing. You can rest assured that he hasn't slept a wink.

I never played a perfect 18 holes. There is no such thing. I expect to make at least seven mistakes a round. Therefore, when I make a bad shot, I don't worry about it. It is just one of the seven.

I don't want to be a millionaire; just live like one.

I would rather be of clear mind and decision with the wrong club than with an unclear mind and the right club.

What a shame to waste those great shots on the practice tee.

Give me a man with big hands and big feet and no brains and I'll make a golfer out of him.

It is the addition of strangeness to beauty that constitutes the romantic character in art.