Old-fashioned poetry, but choicely good.

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.

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

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.

A Beautiful verse takes birth when "U"n"I" VERSE.

…my books are derived from city images, and the city of my dreams or nightmares is Mexico City. (The Art of Fiction, No. 68. The Paris Review, No. 82, Winter 1981.)

I still bother with runners I call hamburgers. They're never going to run any record times. But they can fulfill their own potential.

God made the human body, and it is the most exquisite and wonderful organization which has come to us from the divine hand.

Life is not an on and off switch. You don't have to have a military that is either in hard combat or is in the barracks.

I've done a bunch of jobs since 'Deadwood' went off the air, but it's always been a very high bar that those other shows have to live up to.

I dont want to waste my energy in other things; instead, I would put all that in reaching the next level in a craft that I love the most.

Always write from your gut, no matter what the project is.

The feeble-minded, the neurotic, the criminal, perhaps, also, the artist, have unpredictability and perverted innocence in common.

I will count to 10 before tweeting.