Those little nimble musicians of the air, that warble forth their curious ditties, with which nature hath furnished them to the shame of art.

Rivers and the inhabitants of the watery element were made for wise men to contemplate, and fools to pass by without consideration.

Let me tell you that every misery I miss is a new blessing. [Not only be grateful for the good that you have but also for the bad you don't!]

O, sir, doubt not that Angling is an art; is it not an art to deceive a trout with an artificial fly?

Old-fashioned poetry, but choicely good.

Good company and good discourse are the very sinews of virtue.

[T]is not all fishing to fish.