These poor rich men, we anglers pity them perfectly.
Angling is somewhat like poetry, men are to be born so.
O, sir, doubt not that Angling is an art; is it not an art to deceive a trout with an artificial fly?
[Be grateful for the simple things in life. Don't take them for granted. After all...] What would a blind man give to see the pleasant rivers and meadows and flowers and fountains; and this and many other like blessings we enjoy daily.
Angling may be said to be so like the mathematics that it can never be fully learned.
He that loses his conscience has nothing left that is worth keeping. Therefore be sure you look to that, and in the next place look to your health; and if you have it, praise God and value it next to a good conscience.