“My wife wonders why all women do not seek anglers for husbands. She has come in contact with many in her life with me and she claims that they all have a sweetness in their nature which others lack.” WonderWifeSeaHusbandRiversClaimsFishesMy WifeContactBoatLakesFishingSweetnessFly FishingAnglers Author:Ray Bergman
“The lasting pleasures of contact with the natural world are not reserved for scientists but are available to anyone who will place himself under the influence of earth, sea and sky and their amazing life.” WorldEarthNaturalPleasureEnvironmentSeaSkyInfluenceScientistAvailableContactLastingEcologyNatural WorldReservedAmazing LifeSea And Sky Book:The Sense of Wonder Source: The Sense of Wonder
“Monks congregate like dogs in a kennel, From contact with their superiors they acquire knowledge, Is one the course of the wind, is one the water of the sea? Is one the spark of the fire, of unrestrainable tumult? Monks congregate like wolves, From contact with their superiors they acquire knowledge. They know not when the deep night and dawn divide. Nor what is the course of the wind, or who agitates it, In what place it dies away, on what land it roars.” KnowsNightDiesCoursesWaterFireSeaLandDogWindSuperiorsContactDawnAcquireDividesSparksMonkTumultAgitate Author:Taliesin
“By health I mean the power to live a full, adult, living, breathing life in close contact with what I love - the earth and the wonders thereof - the sea - the sun, all that we mean when we speak of the external world. I want to enter into it, to be part of it, to live in it, to learn from it, to lose all that is superficial and acquired in me and to become a conscious, direct human being. I want, by understanding myself, to understand others.” WorldWantHumansMeanEarthSpeakUnderstandingLosesHuman BeingsWonderSunSeaConsciousAdultsDirectContactBreathingSuperficialBreathing LifeUnderstanding Myself Book:Stories. Selected, Source: Stories. Selected,
“(with trout) we are touching something unrestricted, wild and arcane, beyond the reach of those who carefully maintain one-dimensional lives. There is, I tell myself, someone in the city nearby whose one contact today with unreconstructed nature will be to step into a diminutive pile of poodle excrement” TodayCitiesStepsSeaRiversFishesContactBoatLakesFishingTouchingTroutPoodlesArcane Author:Russell Chatham