“I’ve tried to lose weight two or three times, and every time, my golf game was horrible.”

It seems there always something coming up for me during Masters week, but that’s not an excuse to play good or bad golf.

It just seems like the Democrats always have a problem when a Republican gets in office.

Kid Rock is a hell of an athlete.

It’s hard for me not to play on the West Coast. I love it out there.

I’m a fighter. I’m a survivor, and I’ll get through anything people can throw at me.

I wanna have more majors than Jack Nicklaus.

I’ve always said that it’s none of my business what other people think of me.

Coming down the 18th, your heart’s pounding, and the hair is sticking straight up on your arms – there’s no feeling like it.

I’m not like Tiger. I can’t play one week and win.

It’s a lot easier knowing you can’t do something than knowing you shouldn’t.

Patrick Reed has become a hell of a player.

Life is full of challenges and surprises, and I’ve had my share.

I hate getting haircuts. It’s like going to the damn dentist, man.

I guess when we get older, we try so hard to get our game back. Sometimes it happens, and sometimes it doesn’t.

I make a lot of bogeys and a lot of birdies.

I’m the luckiest human being that ever walked.

In Manhattan, every flat surface is a potential stage and every inattentive waiter an unemployed, possibly unemployable, actor.