It is the addition of strangeness to beauty that constitutes the romantic character in art.
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.
That’s the easiest 69 I ever made.
Which one of you is going to be runner-up?
Here Eddie, hold the flag while I putt out.
He may have gone to bed three hours ago, but he knows who he is playing. You can rest assured that he hasn’t slept a wink.
Give me a man with big hands and big feet and no brains and I’ll make a golfer out of him.
What a shame to waste those great shots on the practice tee.
Short putts are missed because it is not physically possible to make the little ball travel over uncertain ground for three or four feet with any degree of regularity.
My dear, did you ever stop to think what a wonderful bunker you would make?
I never wanted to be a millionaire. I just wanted to live like one.
Whatever happens on the golf course is OK, because if I put the ball in trouble I know that I have the skills to get it out of trouble and back into play.
The course is playing the players instead of the players playing the course.
There is no tragedy in missing a putt, no matter how short. All have erred in this respect.
Trouble shots are surprisingly easy if you activate your imagination. You simply must be able to imagine exactly what flight the ball will take before you can play any shot well.
Hurry up Gene, I got a date tonight.
It takes six years to make a golfer: three to learn the game, then another three to unlearn all you have learned in the first three years. You might be a golfer when you arrive at that stage, but more likely you are just starting.
Miss a putt for $2,000? Not likely!
Why waste good shots in practice when you might need them in a match?
Don’t forget to stop and smell the roses.