I was a better player at 50 than I was at 30.

Forget your opponents; always play against par.

Of all the hazards, fear is the worst.

There is an old saying: if a man comes home with sand in his cuffs and cockleburs in his pants, don't ask him what he shot.

If a lot of people gripped a knife and fork the way they do a golf club, they'd starve to death.

You've just one problem. You stand too close to the ball after you've hit it.

Practice puts brains in your muscles.

Keep close count of your nickels and dimes, stay away from whiskey, and never concede a putt.

In golf, as in life, you get out of it what you put into it.

Never let up. The more you can win by, the more doubts you put in the other players' minds the next time out.

What abandoned course is that?

What keeps life fascinating is the constant creativity of the soul.

You cannot know what I do not tell you, yet you will be judged harshly for not knowing.

Leaving the world behind is the best experience most feeble minds fear to try.

So when the world knocks at your front door, clutch the knob and open on up, running forward into its widespread greeting arms with your hands before you, fingertips trembling though they may be.

Chieftains must understand that the spirit of the law is greater than its letter.

The Loch Ness monster doesn't exist either. Loch Ness is just not big enough to hide a thirty foot amphibian or reptile for hundreds of years.

Once you've opened yourself up, it's best to go all the way.

I have either a cucumber martini, gin martini, or a vodka martini. That's it. Simple.

Do I learn through dark providences, or simply seem relieved when they are over?

You may as well say, 'That's a valiant flea that dare eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion.