Perhaps it's the depth of (often negative) emotion the average golfer feels as a result of the game that inspires him to wax poetic. And maybe that same element inspires the poets, writers and artists to pay homage to golf—or at least lament its cruelty.
It's good sportsmanship to not pick up lost golf balls while they are still rolling.
Golf is a good walk spoiled.
The income tax has made liars out of more Americans than golf.
The game of golf would lose a great deal if croquet mallets and billiard cues were allowed on the putting green.
I found golf was too time consuming, but I did enjoy it.
The only time my prayers are never answered is on the golf course.
It is impossible to imagine Goethe or Beethoven being good at billiards or golf.
I regard golf as an expensive way of playing marbles.
If you are caught on a golf course during a storm and are afraid of lightning, hold up a 1-iron. Not even God can hit a 1-iron.
Anyone who watches golf on television would enjoy watching the grass grow on the greens.
Achievements on the golf course are not what matters, decency and honesty are what matter.
If you think it's hard to meet new people, try picking up the wrong golf ball.
If you watch a game, it's fun. If you play it, it's recreation. If you work at it, it's golf.
