Poetry at its best is the language your soul would speak if you could teach your soul to speak.

The simple act of opening a bottle of wine has brought more happiness to the human race than all the collective governments in the history of earth

Barring love I'll take my life in large doses alone--rivers, forests, fish, grouse, mountains. Dogs.

The wilderness does not make you forget your normal life so much as it removes the distractions for proper remembering.

The danger of civilization, of course, is that you will piss away your life on nonsense.

Some people hear their own inner voices with great clearness and they live by what they hear. Such people become crazy, or they become legends.

In a life properly lived, you're a river.

Beware, O wanderer, the road is walking too.

Death steals everything except our stories.

Fishing makes us less the hostages to the horrors of making a living.

I would rather give full vent to all human loves and disappointments, and take a chance on being corny, than die a smartass.

My fitness journey will be a lifelong journey.

A little Consideration, a little Thought for Others, makes all the difference.

I thought of love as a game. It is not a game. It is more serious than death.

The heterodoxy of one generation is the orthodoxy of the next.

You are a gut maggot with no guts.

Of course, presidents are always blamed or rewarded for the state of the economy.

I don't know if I'm so righteous.

The fuzzy boundary lines between different readership ages have always puzzled me, so these days I just write what comes, and assume I can fix the mess later with an editor's help.

Tomorrow is a thief of pleasure.

First you have to spread on the rust performer, then you add a coat of protective enamel, and then you spray on the satin finish so you look good.