“Everybody fights demons. Some are worse than others.”

I don’t hide anything. There’s just nothing to hide with me.

I’m not scared of Tiger. I’m not scared to go head-to-head. I’m not scared to have a long-drive contest with him.

Florida sends me a handicap sticker when I’m there. It’s embarrassing. But I can’t walk more than six holes before the whole knee swells up, and then I can’t go anymore.

Perception’s not reality.

You can be addicted to meat, as far as I’m concerned. Why else would I eat six cheeseburgers a day?

I’ve always been a quick putter, so I should never get the yips. But I got ’em. I got ’em bad.

I don’t mind hitting the ball bad, but when I feel like I’ve hit the ball pretty good for four days and shoot an 81, it’s not golf.

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.

Your demons came knocking and I let them in.

Love me like my demons do.

Something was badly amiss with the spiritual life of the planet, Too many demons inside people claiming to believe in God.

When I look in the mirror, demons look closer than they appear.

My mind is scarier than my demons.

She conquered her demons and wore her scars like wings.

I learned to play with the monsters under my bed. I gave angel wings to the demons in my head. I asked the voices in my mind to sing sweet lullabies and finally, I found the love and fire in my own eyes.

I blame myself for searching for warriors in people that were never brave enough to smile at my demons.