There Is No Tragedy In Missing A

Give Me A Man With Big Hands And Big Feet And No Brains And I'll Make A Golfer Out Of Him.

Don't Forget To Stop And Smell The Roses.

It Is The Addition Of Strangeness To Beauty That Constitutes The Romantic Character In Art.

No One Remembers Who Came In Second.

I Never Played A Perfect 18 Holes. There Is No Such Thing. I Expect To Make At Least Seven Mistakes A Round. Therefore, When I Make A Bad Shot, I Don't Worry About It. It Is Just One Of The Seven.