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The Lintel Low Enough To Keep Out Pomp And Pride; The Threshold High Enough To Turn Deceit Aside; The Doorband Strong Enough From Robbers To Defend; This Door Will Open At A Touch To Welcome Every Friend.

The Meditative Angler Is Not Exempt From Sensational Periods. There Are Times When All The Uncertainty Of His Chosen Pursuit Seems To Condense Itself Into One Big Chance, And Stand Out Before Him Like A Salmon On The Top Wave Of A Rapid. He Sees His Luck Hangs By A Single Strand Of Gut, And He Cannot Tell Whether It Will Hold Or Break. This Is The Thrilling Moment And He Never Forgets It.

Subjection To Fear Is Weakness, Bondage, Feverish Unrest. To Be Afraid Is To Have No Soul That We Can Call Our Own; It Is To Be At The Beck And Call Of Alien Powers, To Be Chained And Driven And Tormented; It Is To Lose The Life Itself In The Anxious Care To Keep It.

The Simple Life Which Blandly Ignores All Care And Conflict, Soon Becomes Flabby And Invertebrate, Sentimental And Gelatinous.

Death Comes In Its Own Time, In Its Own Way.death Is As Unique As The Individual Experiencing It.