I don't seem able to do my best unless I'm behind or in trouble.

The formula for success is simple: practice and concentration then more practice and more concentration.

You can't win them all but you can try.

Winning has always meant much to me, but winning friends has meant the most.

If you win through bad sportsmanship that's no real victory.

Luck? Sure. But only after long practice and only with the ability to think under pressure.

Before I was ever in my teens, I knew exactly what I wanted to be when I grew up. My goal was to be the greatest athlete that ever lived.

Golf is a game of coordination, rhythm, and grace; women have these to a high degree.

Practice, which some regard as a chore, should be approached as just about the most pleasant recreation ever devised.

All of my life I have always had the urge to do things better than anybody else.

That little white ball won't move until you hit it, and there's nothing you can do after it has gone.

We can't undo a single thing we have ever done, but we can make decisions today that propel us to the life we want and towards the healing we need.

As a physician, I try to heal the mind before healing the body. That’s why most of my patients get better even before they start any medication.

You're mortal, and only a mortal can afford to be romantic. When we conquered death, we murdered love.

As long as we rationalize nuclear weapons as "necessary" in order to save American lives, then nuclear weapons will never be gotten rid of.

The reality is, sometimes you lose. And you're never too good to lose, you're never too big to lose, you're never too smart to lose, it happens.

Presidents don't have power. Their job is to draw attention away from it.

The United States is not so strong, the final triumph of the democratic ideal is not so inevitable that we can ignore what the world thinks of us or our record.

In all honesty, I'm not really familiar with Stevie Wonder's music, since country is more of my style. I really have no idea what I am doing.

Usually life’s greatest gifts come wrapped in adversity.

At some point around '94 or '95, 'Rolling Stone' said that guitar rock was dead and that the Chemical Brothers were the future. I think that was the last issue of 'Rolling Stone' I ever bought.