I Need This Wild Life,

I Did Not Have One Bad Spell During Writing - An Unprecedented Record.

If I Fished Only To Capture Fish, My Fishing Trips Would Have Ended Long Ago.

Before Exulatation Had Vanished, I Felt As If I Had Been Granted A Marvellous Privilege. Out Of The Inscrutable Waters A Beautiful Fish Had Somehow Leaped To Show Me Fleetingly The Life And Spirit Of His Element.

I Love My Work But Do Not Know How I Write It.

Men May Rise On Stepping Stones Of Their Dead Selves To Higher Things.