I Love My Work But Do Not

I Must Go Deeper And Even Stronger Into My Treasure Mine And Stint Nothing Of Time, Toil, Or Torture.

I Am Tired. My Arm Aches. My Head Boils. My Feet Are Cold. But I Am Not Aware Of Any Weakness.

Far Away Tongariro! Green - White Thundering Athabasca River Of New Zealand! I Vowed I Would Come Again Down Across The Pacific To Fish In The Swift Cold Waters Of This Most Beautiful And Famous Of Trout Streams. It Is Something To Have Striven. It Is Much To Have Kept Your Word.

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

Work Is My Salvation. It Changes My Moods.