Twenty-five Years Ago Nobody Knew Much About

Sharks Have Everything A Scientist Dreams Of. They're Beautiful―god, How Beautiful They Are! They're Like An Impossibly Perfect Piece Of Machinery. They're As Graceful As Any Bird. They're As Mysterious As Any Animal On Earth. No One Knows For Sure How Long They Live Or What Impulses―except For Hunger―they Respond To. There Are More Than Two Hundred And Fifty Species Of Shark, And Everyone Is Different From Every Other One.

Writing Is Sweat And Drudgery Most Of The Time. And You Have To Love It In Order To Endure The Solitude And The Discipline.

Reputations Rise And Fall Almost As Regularly As The Tides.

Look, Chief, You Can't Go Off Half-cocked Looking For Vengeance Against A Fish. That Shark Isn't Evil. It's Not A Murderer. It's Just Obeying Its Own Instincts. Trying To Get Retribution Against A Fish Is Crazy.

There's Nothing In The Sea This Fish Would Fear. Other Fish Run From Bigger Things. That's Their Instinct. But This Fish Doesn't Run From Anything. He Doesn't Fear.