Don't forget to stop and smell the roses.

You're only here for a short visit. Don't hurry, don't worry. And be sure to smell the flowers along the way.

No one remembers who came in second.

Every golfer can expect to have four bad shots in a round and when you do, just put them out of your mind. This, of course is hard to do when you've had them and you're not even off the first tee.

You don't have the game you played last year or last week. You only have today's game. It may be far from your best, but that's all you've got. Harden your heart and make the best of it.

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

My dear, did you ever stop to think what a wonderful bunker you would make?

If you worry about the ones you missed, you are going to keep missing them.

I never wanted to be a millionaire. I just wanted to live like one.

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

Gratitude promotes good well-being.

Life is a sewer and we are all but swimmers within it. Smart people do the backstroke. (In other words you gotta have a giggle.)

You can walk and still talk... but still there is a possibility you to die.

Sometimes the only reason why you won't let go of someone making you sad is because he was the only one that once made you happy.

A nation cannot prosper long when it favors only the prosperous.

In some ways, there's no typical day with all the shoots and travel and projects, but I do try and stop by my studio every day.

As a live stand-up comedy performer, I have the benefit of choosing real entrance music.

You start living for the obsession alone ... You want to arrive somewhere regardless of whether you're enjoying the road or not.

Poetry affords us a respite in which we may gather renewed strength for the old struggle to adapt ourselves to reality.

It is one thing to know a truth, and another thing to know it by unction.