God never did make a more calm, quiet, innocent recreation than angling.

God has two dwellings; one in heaven, and the other in a meek and thankful heart.

Doubtless God Could Have Made A Better Berry, But Doubtless God Never Did

But God, who is ableto prevail, wrestled with him, as the Angel did with Jacob, and marked him; marked him for his own.

Rivers and the inhabitants of the watery element were made for wise men to contemplate, and fools to pass by without consideration.

No life is so happy and so pleasant as the life of the well-govern'd angler.

Angling may be said to be so like the mathematics that it can never be fully learned.

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.

O, sir, doubt not that Angling is an art; is it not an art to deceive a trout with an artificial fly?

Blessings upon all that hate contention, and love quietnesse, and vertue, and Angling.

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

The sketch hunter moves through life as he finds it, not passing negligently the things he loves, but stopping to know them, and to note them down in the shorthand of his sketchbook.

It may be of interest to future generals to realize that one makes plans to fit circumstances stances and does not create circumstances to fit plans. That way danger lies.

Be my bedtime story and the thoughts that won't let me fall asleep. Be the conversation that I always have in my head at 3 AM and that beautiful voice that never lets me sleep.

Duty, Honor, Country. Those three hallowed words reverently dictate what you ought to be, what you can be, what you will be.

Dreamers are those who have achieved in love and life, because it is a dream that got them there.

In the early part of my life I carried the flame for fiery women: perky women who were not dumb.

In sad truth, half our forebodings of our neighbors are but our own wishes, which we are ashamed to utter in any other form.

There are but three ways for the populace to escape its wretched lot. The first two are by the routes of the wine-shop or the church; the third is by that of the social revolution.

You will put on a dress of guilt and shoes with broken high ideals.

In Washington they have their hawks and doves and in Ottawa we have our parrots.