I have always tempered my killing with respect for the game pursued. I see the animal not only as a target, but as a living creature with more freedom than I will ever have. I take that life if I can, with regret as well as joy, and with the sure knowledge that nature's way of fang and claw and starvation are a far crueler fate than I bestow.

I hunt deer because I love the entire process; the preparation, the excitement, and sustained suspense of trying to match my woods lore against the finely honed instincts of these creatures.

The history of the bow and arrow is the history of mankind

I come home with an honestly earned feeling that something good has taken place. It makes no difference whether I got anything; it has to do with how the day was spent.

If you consider an unsuccessful hunt to be a waste of time, then the true meaning of the chase eludes you all together.

If you are not working to protect hunting, then you are working to destroy it.

Nothing clears a troubled mind better than shooting a bow.