I Can Sum It Up Like This:

What Other People May Find In Poetry Or Art Museums, I Find In The Flight Of A Good Drive.

Golf Is Deceptively Simple And Endlessly Complicated.

I Started [flying] By Being Scared. When I Was An Amateur I Played A Couple Tournaments And I Had To Fly, And Got Into Weather And Stuff, And It Scared Me, And I Decided That Would Not Work, I Had To Learn To Fly, I Had To Find Out About Airplanes And Aeronautical Engineering And What It Was All About.

I Never Rooted Against An Opponent, But I Never Rooted For Him Either.

From The Beginning It Was Drilled Into Me That A Golf Course Was A Place Where Character Fully Reveals Itself -- Both Its Strengths And Its Flaws. As A Result, I Learned Early Not Only To Fix My Ball Marks But Also To Congratulate An Opponent On A Good Shot, Avoid Walking Ahead Of A Player Preparing To Shoot, Remain Perfectly Still When Someone Else Was Playing, And A Score Of Other Small Courtesies That Revealed, In My Father's Mind, One's Abiding Respect For The Game.