How can you get tired of playing golf?

Golf is a game, and games are meant to be enjoyed.

If I play my best, I can win anywhere in the world against anybody.

They call it golf because all the other four-letter words were taken.

Visualization. It may be the most important part of your mental package.

The game was easy for me as a kid. I had to play a while to find out how hard it is.

I honestly believe that with a strong mind, you can literally 'will' the ball into the hole.

If you travel first class, you think first class and you are more likely to play first class.

I had a prejudice against the British until I discovered that fifty percent of them were female.

I'm used to the golf course playing soft, so tomorrow I'm going to have to pay attention a little bit more.

There are more bogeys in the last nine holes of the U.S. Open than in any other tournament in God's creation.

When you're the best, and you know you're the best, and your contemporaries know you're the best, that's a terrific edge.

One major should not get you into the Hall of Fame - maybe one major and 40 wins. I'm not gonna pick a guy with one major and 11 wins.

Guys get voted into the Hall of Fame who don't belong, who lack the numbers. I'm very upset at the Hall of Fame for that. It's not fair to the people who went in early.

I was from North Carolina, so as a youngster all of my mind games about golf were always, If I make this I win The Masters, if I hole this par putt I win The Masters. So it was a great thrill to play there.

If I owned a Rembrandt and it had some dull colors, I don't think I'd go put reds and yellows in there just to brighten it up. I feel the same way about old golf courses. When you have a masterpiece, I sure wouldn't tinker with it.

I guess what was going to come back came back on Monday. Of course now I've played a different golf course. I've played two practice rounds and two tournament rounds all kind of the same and now today I've played a different golf course.

As a kid in Fayetteville, N.C., I played golf all day, every day, a lot of it by myself. I spent hundreds of hours around the greens at Cape Fear Valley, the course my dad owned, hitting every shot I could think of - the one-hop-and-release, the chip that lands dead, the explosion from a bad lie.

Doug Ford was one of the first of the old pros I saw during my first full year on tour, in 1963. To this day he's the best chipper I've ever seen. One thing Doug did was get the ball onto the green and rolling right away, keeping it as low as possible. He never hit his chips higher than was absolutely necessary.

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