“Golf puts a man’s character on the anvil and his richest qualities – patience, poise, restraint – to the flame.”

I don’t care about that. The Green Coat is enough for me.

Golfers are the greatest worriers in the world of sport.

Like a lot of fellows around here, I have a furniture problem. My chest has fallen into my drawers.

I feel like I’m the Babe Ruth of golf.

There’s nothing better than competitive golf.

One of the easiest shots in golf is chipping. It should be the easiest. It’s like throwing a ball or pitching pennies. It’s easy. And I struggle with that, and the struggle is all mental.

This whole golf thing was so left field for us, as Polynesians, but he had a lot of knowledge about sports in general. My dad was a genius, really. He was an absolute genius.

If he’s got golf clubs in his truck or a camper in his driveway, I don’t hire him.

Golf really is the best microcosm of life – or at least the way life should be.

The U.S. Open is not John Daly’s style of golf.

I can sit here and hit all the balls and chip and putt all day long, but if you’re not playing competitive golf.