It is impossible to grow weary of a sport that is never the same on any two days of the year.

The angling fever is a very real disease and can only be cured by the application of cold water and fresh, untainted air.

If we become conceited through great success, some day the trout will take us down a peg.

Time flies so fast after youth is past that we cannot accomplish one half the many things we have in mind or indeed one half our duties. The only safe and sensible plan is to make other things give way to the essentials, and the first of these is fly fishing.

The great charm of fly-fishing is that we are always learning.

The pool was but a stone's throw from the house, and I arrived there in a few minutes, only to find a boy disturbing the water by dredging it with a worm. Him I lured away with a cake of chocolate. . . . Every day I see the head of the largest trout I ever hooked, but did not land.

It is impossible to grow weary of a sport that is never the same on any two days of the year.