One great thing about fly fishing is that after a while nothing exists of the world but thoughts about fly fishing

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

At sunrise everything is luminous but not clear.

All good things come by grace, and grace comes by art, and art does not come easy.

At sunrise everything is luminous but not clear. It is those we live with and love and should know who elude us. You can love completely without complete understanding.

It is those we live with and love and should know who elude us.

Many of us would probably be better fishermen if we did not spend so much time watching and waiting for the world to become perfect

The world is full of bastards, the number increasing rapidly the further one gets from Missoula, Montana.

We can love completely what we cannot completely understand.

The nearest anyone can come to finding himself at any given age is to find a story that somehow tells him about himself.

A river, though, has so many things to say that it is hard to know what it says to each of us.

She would drink until the trembling stopped. Then she would wilt over the piano like one of Celia's spinaches when Tam Lin forgot to water the garden.

You're great. You don't need to be sorry for being who you're. You're a miracle. You're a wonder in this generation. Unchain your true self!

It's not the voting that's democracy, it's the counting.

The secret of happiness is not in doing what one likes but in liking what one has to do.

Artists are meant to be madmen, to disturb and shock us.

It’s less the words they say than those they leave unsaid that split old friends apart.

The troublesome ones in a family are usually either the wits or the idiots.

Boredom is the only sure cure for neurosis.

Well, I did Marlene 15 years ago and that's in the style. It's somehow similar and not similar because Marlene was much more aggressive, funny and sad.

What failure ofimagination had caused me to forget that life was full of other possiblities, including the possibility that eventually I would fall in love again?