“My dad was my best friend and greatest role model. He was an amazing dad, coach, mentor, soldier, husband and friend.”

It’s hard to believe, but anything can happen. Accidents do happen, unfortunately, it happened at the worst time.

I get to play golf for a living. What more can you ask for – getting paid for doing what you love.

My dad told me this: You get out of it what you put into it. If you put in effort and log your time, you’ll get the results.

Money and fame made me believe I was entitled. I was wrong and foolish.

I love to compete. That’s the essence of who I am.

I was unfaithful, I had affairs, I cheated.

The thing you don’t dream about as a kid is all the peripheral stuff that comes with success.

If you are given a chance to be a role model, I think you should always take it because you can influence a person’s life in a positive light, and that’s what I want to do. That’s what it’s all about.

No matter who you are, the game is fluid. The game is always evolving, so you always have to keep working on it. There are plenty of hours in the day to get that done.

We all make decisions. But in the end, our decisions make us.

The majority of my blood is Asian.

My dad used to say, ‘Just because you dress up in a coat and tie, it doesn’t influence your intelligence.’

One of the things that my parents have taught me is never listen to other people’s expectations. You should live your own life and live up to your own expectations, and those are the only things I really care about it.

There’s no sense in going to a tournament if you don’t believe that you can win it. And that is the belief I have always had. And that is not going to change.

I think that in itself, if you’re a true golfer, you’ll see specific things you need to work on. Much cheaper than private lessons.

A golfer should never make a mental mistake because the ball is just sitting there waiting for you to hit it.

We can’t rely – or no country can rely on just a single personality to carry it forward. And so what the American founding fathers understood was that institutions were built for human imperfection not human perfection.

A good father is one of the most unsung, unpraised, unnoticed, and yet one of the most valuable assets in our society.

Everything from the little house was in the wagon, except the beds and tables and chairs. They did not need to take these, because Pa could always make new ones.

Well, it gives, certainly to my father, who is the one that suffered the most in our family, and understanding of how the ideals of a country are only as good as the people who give it flesh and blood.

I could never, ever talk to my father. I really loved him, but we couldn’t talk about anything together. There was this really British thing that being even remotely emotional was absolutely verboten.

My parents divorced, and I didn’t have much of a daddy growing up.

I want to thank my mum, my daddy, my coach, my teacher, everybody in my life.

If God, like a father, denies us what we want now it is in order to give us some far better thing later on. The will of God, we can rest assured, is invariably a better thing.