“You can’t win them all but you can try.”

I couldn’t hit an elephant’s ass with a bull fiddle.

Study the rules so that you won’t beat yourself by not knowing something.

I came out to beat everybody in sight, and that’s just what I’m going to do.

I don’t seem able to do my best unless I’m behind or in trouble.

They say golf came easy to me because I was a good athlete, but there’s not any girl on the LPGA Tour who worked near as hard as I did in golf. It’s the toughest game I ever tackled.

My philosophy? Practice, practice, practice and win.

It’s not just enough to swing at the ball. You’ve got to loosen your girdle and really let the ball have it.

I don’t see any point in playing the game if you don’t win, do you?

Practice, which some regard as a chore, should be approached as just about the most pleasant recreation ever devised.

Winning has always meant much to me, but winning friends has meant the most.

I played many sports, but when that golf bug hit me, it was permanent.

I expect to play golf until I am 90-even longer if anybody figures out a way to swing a club from a rocking chair.

Golf is a game of coordination, rhythm, and grace; women have these to a high degree.

The mediocre golfer generally is one who is too lazy to play better.

That little white ball won’t move until you hit it, and there’s nothing you can do after it has gone.

The biggest weakness with my game is that I have fun with the galleries. I just love a gallery.

Free agency screws everybody’s allegiances up. Whether it be football, baseball, hockey, basketball, whatever it may be. It’s really hard.

When I won the World Championship in ’72, the United States had an image of, you know, a football country, baseball country, but nobody thought of it as an intellectual country.

I would rather beat the Yankees regularly than pitch a no hit game.

How can you not be romantic about baseball?

You can talk about teamwork on a baseball team, but I’ll tell you, it takes teamwork when you have 2,900 men stationed on the U.S.S. Alabama in the South Pacific.

So you have to be more mentally focused in baseball.

There are only two seasons – winter and Baseball.

The violence on the field must bounce off a lot of people. But you can go to a ball park on a quiet Tuesday afternoon with only a few thousand people in the place and thoroughly enjoy a one-sided game. Baseball has an aesthetic, intellectual appeal found in no other team sport.