Those little nimble musicians of the air, that warble forth their curious ditties, with which nature hath furnished them to the shame of art.

God has two dwellings; one in heaven, and the other in a meek and thankful heart.

Doubtless God Could Have Made A Better Berry, But Doubtless God Never Did

But God, who is ableto prevail, wrestled with him, as the Angel did with Jacob, and marked him; marked him for his own.

Rivers and the inhabitants of the watery element were made for wise men to contemplate, and fools to pass by without consideration.

No life is so happy and so pleasant as the life of the well-govern'd angler.

God never did make a more calm, quiet, innocent recreation than angling.

Angling may be said to be so like the mathematics that it can never be fully learned.

Look to your health; and if you have it, praise God and value it next to conscience; for health is the second blessing that we mortals are capable of, a blessing money can't buy.

O, sir, doubt not that Angling is an art; is it not an art to deceive a trout with an artificial fly?

Blessings upon all that hate contention, and love quietnesse, and vertue, and Angling.

Life has been full of evil, and if you don't start asking the right questions, the evil is going to be the end of you.

That's where all of us are standing now, he thought. On the fat kindling of past sins.

Experience teaches us to be most on our guard to protect liberty when the government's purposes are beneficient.

Perfect truth (symmetry) is information that doesn't change and pure randomness is a difference that doesn't make a difference.

We don't live in a society that has genuine equality, and every woman we know has experienced that.

Dead … might not be quiet at all.

I guess that would have been 1968. I was a freshman in college and I wasn't writing good poems, but I was at least trying to write poems then.

Anyone who composes and conducts at the same time is immediately suspect, because he must be faking one or the other.

Drink your wine. Laugh from your gut. Burden your moments with thankfulness. Be as empty as you can be when that clock winds down. Spend your life. And if time is a river, may you leave a wake.

If the Soviet empire still existed, I'd be terrified. The fact is, we can afford a fairly ignorant presidency now.