Ahead and to the west was our ranger station - and the mountains of Idaho, poems of geology stretching beyond any boundaries and seemingly even beyond the world.
We can love completely what we cannot completely understand. - Norman Maclean
We can love completely what we cannot completely understand.
- Norman Maclean
Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basemen… - Norman Maclean
Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basemen…
At sunrise everything is luminous but not clear. It is those we live with and love and should know who elude us. You can love completely without comp… - Norman Maclean
At sunrise everything is luminous but not clear. It is those we live with and love and should know who elude us. You can love completely without comp…
Yet even in the loneliness of the canyon I knew there were others like me who had brothers they did not understand but wanted to help. We are probabl… - Norman Maclean
Yet even in the loneliness of the canyon I knew there were others like me who had brothers they did not understand but wanted to help. We are probabl…
Many of us would probably be better fishermen if we did not spend so much time watching and waiting for the world to become perfect - Norman Maclean
Many of us would probably be better fishermen if we did not spend so much time watching and waiting for the world to become perfect
All good things come by grace, and grace comes by art, and art does not come easy. - Norman Maclean
All good things come by grace, and grace comes by art, and art does not come easy.
The world is full of bastards, the number increasing rapidly the further one gets from Missoula, Montana. - Norman Maclean
The world is full of bastards, the number increasing rapidly the further one gets from Missoula, Montana.
Poets talk about "spots of time", but it is really the fishermen who experience eternity compressed into a moment. No one can tell what a spot of tim… - Norman Maclean
Poets talk about "spots of time", but it is really the fishermen who experience eternity compressed into a moment. No one can tell what a spot of tim…
In our family, there was no clear line between religion and fly fishing. We lived at the junction of great trout rivers in western Montana, and our f… - Norman Maclean
In our family, there was no clear line between religion and fly fishing. We lived at the junction of great trout rivers in western Montana, and our f…
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