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I saw a seagull hanging out by a lake, but I said, "Don't worry, Dude. I won't say anything."
I object to fishing tournaments less for what they do to fish than what they do to fishermen.
Smile / to see the lake / lay / the still sky / And / out for an easy / make / the dragonfly.
When you write the story of two happy lovers, let the story be set on the banks of Lake Como.
The largest pond is as sensitive to atmospheric changes as the globule of mercury in its tube.
Peace doesn't come from finding a lake with no storms. It comes from having Jesus in the boat.
And if ye angler take fysshe; surely thenne is there noo man merier than he is in his spyryte.
I was born on Wellington Avenue and my family that remains lives in the Lake Shore Drive area.
Good fishermen know that in talking about fishing, nothing is more interesting than the truth.
Many miles away there's a shadow on the door of a cottage on the Shore of a dark Scottish lake.
To paraphrase a deceased patriot, I regret that I have only one life to give to my fly-fishing.
People conquered on different sides of the lake should be ruled on different sides of the lake.
Has it ever struck you that trout bite best on the Sabbath? God's critters tempting decent men.
I was born in 1940 in Minnesota and grew up in the country... dirt roads, swamps, lakes, woods.
Floating in a lake, lying in a hammock, playing a bit of Scrabble...that's what I'm in need of.
The big man in a small village is the big ship in a small lake! Let him sail to the vast oceans!
There will be no end to angling controversies for there is no one best way for everyone to fish.
The peerless cup afloat Of the lake-lily is an urn some nymph Swims bearing high above her head.
Fly-fishing is a magic way to recapture the rapture of solitude without the pangs of loneliness.
O'er many a frozen, many a fiery Alp, Rocks, caves, lakes, fens, bogs, dens, and shades of death.
and when he moved it was like watching oil spread across a lake, smooth and fluid, almost vicious
When we are on the water, our contemplative impulses range from the intense to the nearly absent.
I can't wait to have kids one day. I want to have kids and a farm with lots of animals on a lake.
When the fishbowl gets too small, it's time to pack up and leave and jump into the lake or ocean.
We've all got troubles. We all make mistakes. But let's not take a little river turn it into lake.
Perhaps I should not have been a fisherman, he thought. But that was the thing that I was born for.
I seem to be inside a kind of artificial environment. Almost like a... a simulacrum of Reiden Lake.
You can't say enough about fishing. Though the sport of kings, it's just what the deadbeat ordered.
Perfect sincerity and transparency make a great part of beauty, as in dewdrops, lakes, and diamonds.
Hatchery fish have the same colours, but they always seem muted like bad reproductions of great art.
It's certain there are trout somewhere - And maybe I shall take a trout - but I do not seem to care.
We are taught not to trust our own experiences. Great Salt Lake teaches me experience is all we have.
Your culture is your limit; if you can't go beyond it, you will remain as a frog of your little lake!
Lakes, rivers, streams...all are water and all travel to the same destination. So it is with religion.
The fish is swift, small-needing, vague yet clear, A cold, sweet, silver life, wrapped in round waves.
Tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake and dress them in warm clothes again.
I had woven a tapestry of obscenity that as far as I know is still hanging in space over Lake Michigan.
There was never an angler who lived but that there was a fish capable of taking the conceit out of him.
All the streams carry the wisdom of the forest to the lake, and over there, silence replaces the noise!
The finest of the glacier meadow gardens lie ...imbedded in the upper pine forests like lakes of light.
Grace is like a lake of drinkable water right outside your door. But you stay inside and die of thirst.
I fell in love with folk music at Surprise Lake Camp. It was the songs of Woody Guthrie and the Weavers.
Capo, my first golden retriever, so loved to swim she once jumped off a cliff to get into Lake Superior.
Fishing, by its very nature, nourishes the imagination, feeding it with a potent fuel of hope and desire.
Many drops make a bucket, many buckets make a pond, many ponds make a lake, and many lakes make an ocean.
Ah me son, we don't be takin' nothin' from the sea. We has to sneak up on what we wants and wiggle it away
I never lost a little fish - Yes, I'm free to say. It always was the biggest fish I caught, that got away.
Yesterday the flame of the Olympic torch was carried through our great state on its way to Salt Lake City.
If all the theories were correct, there wouldn't be a fish left in all of our lakes and rivers and streams.
Life, according to Zen, ought to be lived as a bird flies through the air, or as a fish swims in the water.