Quotes About Fishing

Papá siempre decía que lo que le fascinaba de la pesca era la tranquilidad. De pie en la orilla, rodeado de un bosque de pinos o con medio cuerpo dentro del agua, decía que encontraba la posición perfecta para meditar o simplemente para poner la mente en blanco. Yo ahora sospecho que lo de le gustaba era el silencio. Cada minuto con la boca cerrada era un tiempo ganado a las cosas de las que no quería hablar

The charm of fishing is that it is the pursuit of what is elusive but attainable, a perpetual series of occasions for hope.

A similarity between fishing and this other enterprise was that no matter where along the stream you stood, there seemed to be, just down there, where the stream spilled through a narrow race around stones, or just beyond the tresses of the willows, the perfect spot, the spot you had all along intended to go to.

For me, the life of the angler is an almost flawless example of how not to have a good time.

I grew up in a small, strictly Catholic fishing village - the people there have a different attitude to life than those in Hollywood - people stick together.

I used to fish the Border rivers, but nowadays you have to queue up for a shot and I can't stand that.

The number one rule of fishing is be quiet. Don't scare the fish!

I like fishing. Not actual fishing - I like the peace and quiet of being at sea. It's different.

I play guitar quite a bit, because I'm always in search of something. I don't play to jam, but because I'm fishing. I'm looking for something, that I hope you can never find. If I do find it, I'm afraid I won't have a need to do this any more.

When I am fishing, I think quite a lot about the fish, but I also think about the book I'm writing.

I'm big into fishing, but I've never been much of a hunter. I never was really raised around it a whole lot, so I never got a chance to do it a whole lot.

I'd like to own my own garage and my own fishery. I'd also like to be a professional fisherman. But I'll take whatever happens.

I used to go fishing on Roa Island as a boy and it seemed a good idea to move there.

Fishing is a hard job. Fishing at night. Rain. Day, night. You have to be wise and smart. And quick.

Until fishing is properly regulated and contained, we should withdraw our consent. Save your plastic bags by all means, but if you really want to make a difference, stop eating fish.

The sun burned like a fire ship on the water, sinking slowly till only a red smoke was left trailing up the sky. A fishing boat was headed into the harbor, black and small against the enormous west. Above its glittering wake a few gulls whirled like sparks which had gone out.

Your brother lost his leg in a tragic bass fishing accident.

Hunting and fishing involve killing animals with devices (such as guns) for which the animals have not evolved natural defenses. No animal on earth has adequate defense against a human armed with a gun, a bow and arrow, a trap that can maim, a snare that can strangle, or a fishing lure designed for the sole purpose of fooling fish into thinking they have found something to eat

I have taken so kindly to idleness that I can't tear myself away from it. So either I amuse myself with books, of which I have a good stock at Antium, or I count the waves - the weather is unsuitable for mackerel fishing... And my sole form of political activity is to hate the rascals, and even that I do without anger.

pray that I may Live to fish Until my dying day And when it comes To my last cast, I then most humbly pray, When in the Lord's Great hanging net And peacefully asleep That in His mercy I be judged— BIG ENOUGH TO KEEP!

Fishin' for whales is a nice gentle sport as long as you don't catch any.

The rod felt sleek and expensive in his hand; it was the Maserati of surf-casting rods.

Then he noticed a little row-boat at about two hundred yards from the shore. There were two or three people aboard, he could not quite make out how many, and they were no doubt fishing, and Merritt (who disliked fish) wondered how people could spoil such an afternoon, such a sea, such pellucid and radiant air by trying to catch white, flabby, offensive, evil-smelling creatures that would be excessively nasty when cooked.

I had to cast out a good many lines, though, before I got what I wanted, and when I landed the fish I did not for a moment suppose it was my fish. But I listened to what I was told out of a constitutional liking for useless information, and I found myself in possession of a very curious story, though, as I imagined, not the story I was looking for.