Happiness Is Inward, And Not Outward; And

Religion? Yes, I Know It Well; I've Heard Its Prayers And Creeds, And Seen Men Put Them All To Shame With Poor, Half-hearted Deeds. They Follow Christ, But Far Away; They Wander And They Doubt. I'll Serve Him In A Better Way, And Live His Precepts Out.

In Warlike Pomp, With Banners Flowing, The Regiments Of Autumn Stood: I Saw Their Gold And Scarlet Glowing From Every Hillside, Every Wood.

Love Is Not Getting, But Giving. Not A Wild Dream Of Pleasure And Madness Of Desire - Oh, No - Love Is Not That! It Is Goodness And Honor And Peace And Pure Living - Yes, Love Is That And It Is The Best Thing In The World And The Thing That Lives The Longest.

The Meditative Angler Is Not Exempt From Sensational Periods. There Are Times When All The Uncertainty Of His Chosen Pursuit Seems To Condense Itself Into One Big Chance, And Stand Out Before Him Like A Salmon On The Top Wave Of A Rapid. He Sees His Luck Hangs By A Single Strand Of Gut, And He Cannot Tell Whether It Will Hold Or Break. This Is The Thrilling Moment And He Never Forgets It.

What We Do Belongs To What We Are; And What We Are Is What Becomes Of Us.