I need this wild life, this freedom.

I must go deeper and even stronger into my treasure mine and stint nothing of time, toil, or torture.

There are hours when I must force the novel out of my mind and be interested in the children.

Far away Tongariro! Green - white thundering Athabasca river of New Zealand! I vowed I would come again down across the Pacific to fish in the swift cold waters of this most beautiful and famous of trout streams. It is something to have striven. It is much to have kept your word.

Never insult seven men when all your packing is a six-shooter.

It was a decent New Year's, but it took a million officers to make it so.

If I fished only to capture fish, my fishing trips would have ended long ago.