“The formula for success is simple: practice and concentration then more practice and more concentration.”

Don’t worry. Just leave everything in the hands of God.

The more you practice, the better. But in any case, practice more than you play.

You know when there’s a star, like in show business, the star has her name in lights on the marquee! Right? And the star gets themoney because the people come to see the star, right? Well, I’m the star, and all of you are in the chorus.

I can beat any two players in this tournament by myself. If I need any help, I’ll let you know.

There are times when a golfer is tempted to throw her clubs away and forget the whole ‘humblin’ business.’ At other times, she wouldn’t trade places with a queen-that’s when the shots are long and true, and putts are dropping.

The Babe is here. Who’s coming in second?

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 did not vote Labour because they’ve heard of Oasis and nobody is going to vote Tory because William Hague has got a baseball cap.

I wasn’t ever good enough to be on the baseball team and that sort of stuff.

I’m not like a 90-mph fastball kind of guy, but I can hit 70 on radar gun.

I’d never even been to Wrigley Field. I never even enjoyed baseball that much, but I loved being there, the crowd was lovely, and they all sang with me!

One theme that fascinates me is cognitive enhancement. It seems only a matter of time until we live in a world where steroids for the brain are readily available to all. And once we come to grips with that reality,

When I finish playing, I think I’d like to coach college baseball.

Before I was ever in my teens, I knew exactly what I wanted to be when I grew up. My goal was to be the greatest athlete that ever lived.

The feel of a good row stays with you hours afterward. Your muscles glow, your mind wanders from the papers on you desk and goes back, again and again, to that terrific power piece at the end of the workout when it felt as if you and the boat were flying.