Realism is death to me. I cannot stand life as it is.

I arise full of eagerness and energy, knowing well what achievement lies ahead of me.

If I fished only to capture fish, my fishing trips would have ended long ago.

Love of man for woman--love of woman for man. That's the nature, the meaning, the best of life itself.

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 are always greater fish than you have caught, always the lure of greater task and achievement, always the inspiration to seek, to endure, to find.

Never insult seven men when all your packing is a six-shooter.

Fishing is a condition of mind wherein you cannot possibly have a bad time.

There was never an angler who lived but that there was a fish capable of taking the conceit out of him.

I will see this game of life out to its bitter end

I can write best in the silence and solitude of the night, when everyone has retired.

Write it. Shoot it. Publish it. Crochet it, sauté it, whatever. MAKE.

It is characteristic of all deep human problems that they are not to be approached without some humor and some bewilderment.

I believe in that one-on-one sell. I don't really believe in flooding the market with loads of goods that don't mean much, and you lose your identity.

It's really inspiring to know that your publisher is so behind you. It makes you want to put forth your best work.

I have three sons, a husband, parents, and I'll fight and get angry, but what is very important that I have found as I've matured, is that I have to move on.

You can't lead people you don't believe in.

Email is very informal, a memo. But I find that not signing off or not having a salutation bothers me.

In fast moving markets, adaptation is significantly more important than optimization.

Among absent lovers, ardor always fares better.

Obviously the first roles that you're proud of are the ones that everybody else liked too.