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Angling is somewhat like poetry, men are to be born so.

Of this blest man, let his just praise be given,_x000D__x000D_Heaven was in him, before he was in Heaven.

The person who loses their conscience has nothing left worth keeping.

And this, and many other like blessings, we enjoy daily. And for most of them, because they be so common, most men forget to pay their praises: but let not us, because it is a sacrifice so pleasing to Him that made that sun and us, and still protects us, and gives us flowers, and showers, and stomachs, and meat, and content, and leisure to go a-fishing.

Angling may be said to be so like the Mathematics that it can never be fully learnt; at least not so fully but that there will still be more new experiments left for the trial of other men that succeed us.

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter.

There are offences given and offences not given but taken.

Those little nimble musicians of the air, that warble forth their curious ditties, with which nature hath furnished them to the shame of art.

That which is everybody's business is nobody's business.

Old-fashioned poetry, but choicely good.

Look to your health; and if you have it, praise God and value it next to conscience; for health is the second blessing that we mortals are capable of, a blessing money can't buy.