“Why that would be like challenging Bing Crosby to a singing contest,wouldn’t it”

Like most professional golfers, I have a tendency to remember my poor shots a shade more vividly than the good ones.

I could not wait for the sun to come up the next morning so that I could get out on the course again.

I never played a round when I didn’t learn something new about the game.

Placing the ball in the right position for the next shot is eighty percent of winning golf.

As you walk down the fairway of life you must smell the roses, for you only get to play one round.

Every day you miss playing or practicing is one day longer it takes to be good.

I play with friends, but we don’t play friendly games.

The greatest pleasure is obtained by improving.

I always outworked everybody. Work never bothered me as it bothers some people.

There are no shortcuts in the quest for perfection.

Control is the main thing, and the tee shot is the most important shot in golf. You’ve got to hit the fairway before you have a good chance of putting the ball close to the pin. You can be the greatest iron player in the world, but if you’re in the boondocks it won’t do you any good.

The ultimate judge of your swing is the flight of the ball.

Relax? How can anybody relax and play golf? You have to grip the club, don’t you?

People have always been telling me what I can’t do. I guess I have wanted to show them. That’s been one of my driving forces all my life.

This is a game of misses. The guy who misses the best is going to win.

I hate a hook. It nauseates me. I could vomit when I see one. It’s like a rattlesnake in your pocket.

Sometimes I sing along in the car, if something good is playing like Marvin Gaye.

At dances when I was a little kid, Art would be up there singing while I’d be dancing with some girl a foot taller than me.

I was singing in a mall, and I picked a girl to come up onstage with me. As I was grabbing her hand, I fell off the stage. It felt like I was in the air forever, flying like Superman.

While I’m singing complete gibberish to my son when he’s in his crib, I’ll occasionally think, ‘This song I’m making up is actually pretty good.’

I’ve been singing all my life. I’ve always wanted this. I sang in church, in school plays, and my parents gave me vocal lessons. My parents always said this was destined for me.

Justin Timberlake is terrific in this film. I told him it’s time to stop singing.

It’s very relaxing for me to sing. It’s a good break from the hard training and the fighting.

I was an okay singer. I was an okay dancer. But acting? Never could do it.