Angling may be said to be so like the Mathematics that it can never be fully learnt; at least not so fully but that there will still be more new experiments left for the trial of other men that succeed us.

And though it is most certain, that two lutes being both strung and turned to an equal pitch, and then one played upon, the other will warble a faint audible harmony in answer to the same tune: yet many will not believe there is any such thing as sympathy of souls, and I am well pleased that every reader do enjoy his own opinion.

That which is everybody's business is nobody's business.

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter.

Lord, what music hast thou provided for Thy saints in heaven, when Thou affordest bad men such music on earth!

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?