I have a lot of offers to play for appearance fees. It's nice gravy, but it's not a big motivating factor for me, to go here and there just for money.

A lot of my buddies also played golf, but when it came to going to the beach or on the boat and chasing girls, they usually went that way and I went to the golf course.

If I thought I had hurt my chances of winning another major just because I was chasing money around, I'd wind up kicking myself.

The Masters is one of golf's greatest traditions and Augusta is one of the best courses in the world. They are synonymous. It's an event that every golfer, and golf fan, looks forward to.

The fame aspect of winning the Masters... besides being married and becoming a father, that's a strong third there.

Out here, it's just you and the ball.

If I can raise more money for charities, or get more Canadian kids to play golf, the green jacket will mean even more.

Playing hockey, there were a lot of guys bigger than me, so I knew I was going to get hit and have to deal with it. Gotta hit back.

The beauty of golf, you're in charge out here.

The course is going to make you look silly sometimes. You have to be able to accept that and move on.

Anything over-handed, I do left-handed. Like throwing a ball or serving in tennis. Otherwise, right-handed, like writing and shaving.

The skies are haunted by that which it were madness to know

Sometimes when I have the feeling like I’m almost crying, it can turn into an almost-laughing feeling.

Vengeance is primitive

You eat and sleep it all day long and play on the streets until mom calls you in. My story is no different than anybody else's.

We have to dissolve all the denominations in order to form from them the greater denomination of the homeland.

We have a serious problem: America is addicted to oil... The best way to break this addiction is through technology.

When I started workin' with Muddy. That convinced me that I could get away with doin' the blues.

May I say that I have not thoroughly enjoyed serving with humans? I find their illogic and foolish emotions a constant irritant.

My son's an idiot. He sprained his ankle playing golf. He fell off the ballwasher.

The attempt is to kill the false "I", so that the real "I", the Lord, will reign. "I the Lord thy God am a jealous God. Thou shalt have no other gods before me," say the Hebrew scriptures.