Mike, I think you're confusing cause and effect, here. Except possibly in the case of Mr. Fownes, who created a golf course (or to be more precise, a golfing experience) to suit his temperment, I don't think there are many situations you could point to where being a mean, crotchety SOB actually helped or hindered an architect's creativity. And to be honest, while I'd like for all people to live together in a spirit of peace and cooperation, when I'm playing a very good golf course, I don't care in the slightest whether its architect was a saint or a sinner, just as I didn't care whether Michaelangelo was a nice guy while I was standing beneath the Sistine Chapel ceiling. The proof, as they say, is in the pudding...
Cheers,
Darren