How can a question be answered that asks a lifetime of questions.

If our father had had his way, nobody who did not know how to fish would be allowed to disgrace a fish by catching him.

Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it.

My father was very sure about certain matters pertaining to the universe. To him all good things-trout as well as eternal salvation-come by grace and grace comes by art and art does not come easy.

At sunrise everything is luminous but not clear.

I knew that, when needed, mountains would move for me.

So it is that we can seldom help anybody. Either we don't know what part to give or maybe we don't like to give any part of ourselves. Then, more often than not, the part that is needed is not wanted. And even more often, we do not have the part that is needed.