I Arise Full Of Eagerness And Energy,

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 Tears Are Close; To Resist Disease And Evil Men And Base Instincts; To Hate Hate And To Love Love; To Go On When It Would Seen Good To Die; To Look Up With Unquenchable Faith In Something Ever More About To Be. That Is What Any Man Can Do, And Be Great.

Where I Was Raised A Woman's Word Was Law. I Ain't Quite Outgrowed That Yet.

Writing Was Like Digging Coal. I Sweat Blood. The Spell Is On Me.

Far Away Tongariro! Green - White Thundering Athabasca River Of New Zealand! I Vowed I Would Come Again Down Across The Pacific To Fish In The Swift Cold Waters Of This Most Beautiful And Famous Of Trout Streams. It Is Something To Have Striven. It Is Much To Have Kept Your Word.

Fishermen, No Matter What Supreme Good Fortune Befalls Them, Cannot Ever Be Absolutely Satisfied. It Is A Fundamental Weakness Of Intellect.