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A Good Rule Of Angling Philosophy Is Not To Interfere With Any Fishermans Ways Of Being Happy, Unless You Want To Be Hated.

Jealously Was An Unjust And Stifling Thing.

Recipe For Greatness - To Bear Up Under Loss; To Fight The Bitterness Of Defeat And The Weakness Of Grief; To Be Victor Over Anger; To Smile When Tears Are Close; To Resist Disease And Evil Men And Base Instincts; To Hate Hate And To Love Love; To Go On When It Would Seen Good To Die; To Look Up With Unquenchable Faith In Something Ever More About To Be. That Is What Any Man Can Do, And Be Great.

I Arise Full Of Eagerness And Energy, Knowing Well What Achievement Lies Ahead Of Me.

Every Once In A While I Feel The Tremendous Force Of The Novel. But It Does Not Stay With Me.