Today I Began The Novel That I

I Can Write Best In The Silence And Solitude Of The Night, When Everyone Has Retired.

Jealously Was An Unjust And Stifling Thing.

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

Realism Is Death To Me. I Cannot Stand Life As It Is.

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