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 leaped to show me fleetingly the life and spirit of his element.
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… - Zane Grey
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…
- Zane Grey
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… - Zane Grey
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…
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… - Zane Grey
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…
Fishermen, no matter what supreme good fortune befalls them, cannot ever be absolutely satisfied. It is a fundamental weakness of intellect. - Zane Grey
Fishermen, no matter what supreme good fortune befalls them, cannot ever be absolutely satisfied. It is a fundamental weakness of intellect.
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… - Zane Grey
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…
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. - Zane Grey
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.
There was never an angler who lived but that there was a fish capable of taking the conceit out of him. - Zane Grey
There was never an angler who lived but that there was a fish capable of taking the conceit out of him.
Realism is death to me. I cannot stand life as it is. - Zane Grey
Realism is death to me. I cannot stand life as it is.
What is writing but an expression of my own life? - Zane Grey
What is writing but an expression of my own life?
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