When Exhausted And Feeling Sorry For Yourself,

If Our Father Had Had His Way, Nobody Who Did Not Know How To Fish Would Be Allowed To Disgrace A Fish By Catching Him.

Many Of Us Would Probably Be Better Fishermen If We Did Not Spend So Much Time Watching And Waiting For The World To Become Perfect

I Am Haunted By Waters.

We Sat On The Bank And The River Went By. As Always, It Was Making Sounds To Itself, And Now It Made Sounds To Us. It Would Be Hard To Find Three Men Sitting Side By Side Who Knew Better What A River Was Saying.

At The Time I Did Not Know That Stories Of Life Are Often More Like Rivers Than Books.