I Am Tired. My Arm Aches. My

A Good Rule Of Angling Philosophy Is Not To Interfere With Any Fishermans Ways Of Being Happy, Unless You Want To Be Hated.

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

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

I Will See This Game Of Life Out To Its Bitter End

There Was Never An Angler Who Lived But That There Was A Fish Capable Of Taking The Conceit Out Of Him.