Spinning yarns is a protection against the nuttiness... the greed, the hate all around us.

To paraphrase a deceased patriot, I regret that I have only one life to give to my fly-fishing.

Spinning yarns is a protection against the nuttiness... the greed, the hate all around us.

Fishing is such great fun, I have often felt, that it really ought to be done in bed

I fish because I love to . . . because I love the environs where trout are found . . . because I suspect that men are going along this way for the last time, and I for one don’t want to waste the trip . . . and, finally, not because I regard fishing as being so terribly important but because I suspect that so many of the other concerns of men are equally unimportant––and not nearly so much fun.

The true fisherman approaches the first day of fishing season with all the sense of wonder and awe of a child approaching Christmas.

Most fishermen swiftly learn that it's a pretty good rule never to show a favorite spot to any fisherman you wouldn't trust with your wife.