Occupation: Author Birth: January 31, 1872 Death: October 23, 1939
Love grows more tremendously full, swift, poignant, as the years multiply..
I need this wild life, this freedom..
Fishermen, no matter what supreme good fortune befalls them, cannot ever be absolutely satisfied. It is a fundamental weakness of intellect..
Before exulatation had vanished, I felt as if I had been granted a marvellous privilege. Out of the inscrutable waters a beautiful fish had somehow l….
It was a decent New Year's, but it took a million officers to make it so..
Work is my salvation. It changes my moods..
Realism is death to me. I cannot stand life as it is..
Love of man for woman--love of woman for man. That's the nature, the meaning, the best of life itself..
I hope I have found myself, my work, my happiness - under the light of the western skies..
Writing was like digging coal. I sweat blood. The spell is on me..
I arise full of eagerness and energy, knowing well what achievement lies ahead of me..
What is writing but an expression of my own life?.
I can write best in the silence and solitude of the night, when everyone has retired..
If I fished only to capture fish, my fishing trips would have ended long ago..
What makes life worth living? Better surely, to yield to the stain of suicide blood in me and seek forgetfulness in the embrace of cold dark death..
Recipe For Greatness - To bear up under loss; To fight the bitterness of defeat and the weakness of grief; To be victor over anger; To smile when tea….
At the end of the day faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. Its like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be sl….
There was never an angler who lived but that there was a fish capable of taking the conceit out of him..
There are always greater fish than you have caught, always the lure of greater task and achievement, always the inspiration to seek, to endure, t….
Far away Tongariro! Green - white thundering Athabasca river of New Zealand! I vowed I would come again down across the Pacific to fish in the swift ….
I will see this game of life out to its bitter end.