A River Runs Through It
“My mind is filled with song. I find I am humming softly, not to the music, but something else; some place else; a place remembered; a field of grass where no one seemed to have been except a deer, and the memory is strengthened by the feeling of you.”
“Why is it the people who need the most help won't take it?”
“My candle burns at both ends, it will not last the night. But ah my foes, and oh my friends, it gives a lovely light.”
“The body fuels the mind.”
“It is those we live with and should know who elude us.”
“My father was very sure about certain matters pertaining to the universe. To him, all good things, trout as well as eternal salvation, came by grace; and grace comes by art; and art does not come easy.”
“She could learn from you – stick-to-it-ivity.”