Fishing Quotes

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Steven Wright
“There is a fine line between fishing and just standing on the shore like an idiot.”
Steven Wright

Leo Tolstoy
“He liked fishing and seemed to take pride in being able to like such a stupid occupation.”
Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

Jasper Fforde
“You see? I know where every single book used to be in the library.' She pointed to the shelf opposite. 'Over there was Catch-22, which was a hugely popular fishing book and one of a series, I believe.”
Jasper Fforde, Shades of Grey

Ernest Hemingway
“You roll back to me.”
Ernest Hemingway, Islands in the Stream

Steven Wright
“Last year I went fishing with Salvador Dali. He was using a dotted line. He caught every other fish.”
Steven Wright

Aristophanes
“You [demagogues] are like the fishers for eels; in still waters they catch nothing, but if they thoroughly stir up the slime, their fishing is good; in the same way it's only in troublous times that you line your pockets.”
Aristophanes, The Knights

Sebastian Junger
“How do men act on a sinking ship? Do they hold each other? Do they pass around the whisky? Do they cry?”
Sebastian Junger, The Perfect Storm: A True Story of Men Against the Sea

Marc Bekoff
“These enthusiasts often like to hang signs that say "Gone Fishin'" or "Gone Huntin'". But what these slogans really mean is "Gone Killing.”
Marc Bekoff, Animals Matter: A Biologist Explains Why We Should Treat Animals with Compassion and Respect

“Teach all men to fish, but first teach all men to be fair. Take less, give more. Give more of yourself, take less from the world. Nobody owes you anything, you owe the world everything.”
Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

Ernest Hemingway
“Anyone can be a fisherman in May.”
Ernest Hemingway

Izaak Walton
“As no man is born an artist, so no man is born an angler.”
Izaak Walton, The Compleat Angler, or the Contemplative Man's Recreation

Robert Stacy McCain
“When I was in London in 2008, I spent a couple hours hanging out at a pub with a couple of blokes who were drinking away the afternoon in preparation for going to that evening's Arsenal game/riot. Take away their Cockney accents, and these working-class guys might as well have been a couple of Bubbas gearing up for the Alabama-Auburn game. They were, in a phrase, British rednecks. And this is who soccer fans are, everywhere in the world except among the college-educated American elite. In Rio or Rome, the soccer fan is a Regular José or a Regular Giuseppe. [...] By contrast, if an American is that kind of Regular Joe, he doesn't watch soccer. He watches the NFL or bass fishing tournaments or Ultimate Fighting. In an American context, avid soccer fandom is almost exclusively located among two groups of people (a) foreigners—God bless 'em—and (b) pretentious yuppie snobs. Which is to say, conservatives don't hate soccer because we hate brown people. We hate soccer because we hate liberals.”
Robert Stacy McCain

Ernest Hemingway
“And chase hard and good and with no mistakes and do not overrun them.”
Ernest Hemingway, Islands in the Stream

Robert Traver
“I fish because I love to . . . because I love the environs where trout are found . . . because I suspect that men are going along this way for the last time, and I for one don’t want to waste the trip . . . and, finally, not because I regard fishing as being so terribly important but because I suspect that so many of the other concerns of men are equally unimportant––and not nearly so much fun.”
John Voelker

George Eliot
“I can't bear fishing. I think people look like fools sitting watching a line hour after hour--or else throwing and throwing, and catching nothing.”
George Eliot, Middlemarch

Zechariah Barrett
“...as the old saying goes: if you teach a man to fish, he will feed himself for a lifetime. But if you just give him a fishing pole, he’ll have to teach himself.”
Zechariah Barrett

Ernest Hemingway
“He can't have gone, he said "Christ know he can't have gone. He's making a turn. Maybe he has been hooked before and her remembers something of it." The he felt the gentle touch on the line and he was happy.”
Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man and the Sea

Charles Clover
“Celebrity chefs are the leaders in the field of food, and we are the led. Why should the leaders of chemical businesses be held responsible for polluting the marine environment with a few grams of effluent, which is sublethal to marine species, while celebrity chefs are turning out endangered fish at several dozen tables a night without enduring a syllable of criticism?”
Charles Clover, The End of the Line: How Overfishing Is Changing the World and What We Eat

“...I'm momentarily transfixed, torn between curiosity and fear. I can pull it up the gently sloping mud bank, but then what? Already thought is lagging behind events, as the blotchy brown mass slides up wet mud toward me, its amorphous margins flowing into the craters left by retreating feet. In the center of the yard-wide disc is a raised turret where two eyes open and close, flashing black. And it's bellowing. A loud rhythmic sound that is at first inexplicable until I realize that those blinking eyes are its spiracles, now sucking in air instead of water, which it is pumping out via gill slits on its underside. And all the while it brandishes that blade, stabbing the air like a scorpion...”
Jeremy Wade, River Monsters: True Stories of the Ones that Didn't Get Away

Samuel Johnson
“[A]ngling or float fishing I can only compare to a stick and a string, with a worm at one end and a fool at the other.”
Samuel Johnson

“And, as always, I thank my family who are an amazing network of support.”
Laisha Rosnau, Notes on Leaving

Tessa Dare
“It's a fine, warm day,” Henry replied. “I thought a spot of fishing?”

“Just the thing!” said Felix. “Will you join us, Lucy?” Lucy felt Kitty and Sophia staring at her. Well-bred ladies, evidently, did not fish.

“Oh, no! I assure you, Mr. Crowley-Cumberbatch, I have given up those hoyden pursuits of my youth.” She turned to Toby. “I haven't been fishing in ages. I can't remember the last time.”

“Really, Luce?” Toby sounded incredulous. “Henry—is it true?”

Henry sawed away at a slice of ham. “If you count six days as ages, then I suppose it's true. But if you can't remember six days back, Lucy, and you've forgotten Felix's Christian name, I'm concerned for you. Perhaps you've been spending too much time with Aunt Matilda.”
Tessa Dare, Goddess of the Hunt

Ольга Громыко
“— И что это у нас?
— Ну раз мы летим на катере, то можем взять с собой еще больше, чем в лес, — беззаботно пояснил Фрэнк. — Так что кроме палатки, аптечки, генератора и…
— Стоп! — вскинул руку капитан. — Я понял. Уточняю вводную. Мы летим на рыбалку. На катере. На пару часов, не более. Вопрос: что из снаряжения жизненно необходимо, подчеркиваю, необходимо для выполнения этой задачи?
— Наверное… — Взгляд навигатора пометался между сумкой и коробками, после чего зафиксировался на капитанских ботинках. — Удочки?
— Неправильный ответ. Правильный ответ, — добавил капитан, так и не дождавшись от Фрэнка иных предположений, — «мозги»!
— Для приманки?”
Ольга Громыко, Космобиолухи

Charles Clover
“Bycatch and discards are a fact of life to a fisherman. There is no fishing method that catches only the quarry. ...The UN Food and Agriculture Organization estimates that about a third of what is caught worldwide, some 29 million tons, goes over the side. This takes what is hauled from the sea to around 132 million tons a year. Add to that the number of organisms that are killed or damaged by net, line, or trap and are never landed--such as whales, porpoises, turtles, and birds--and the number of animals destroyed on the bottom, and the total catch by fishermen reaches something more like 220 million tons a year. Consider that much of the weight of palatable fish is head, cartilage, bone, and offal, which goes over the side or is thrown away by processors. Consider also that about 44 million tons of fish are caught to make industrial products and food for farmed fish. Consider that some of the palatable fish caught will be turned into products for other than human consumption--as cat food, for instance. Consider that there may be an element of waste because some fish will not sell. Taking all these things into account, it is possible to conclude that the amount of protein eaten by someone or something is maybe less than 20 percent of the 104 million tons landed, and only 10 percent of the amount of marine animals destroyed annually in the oceans. These are rough figures, but, given a wide margin of error, they are about right. So catching wild fish is a wasteful business.”
Charles Clover, The End of the Line: How Overfishing Is Changing the World and What We Eat

Charles Clover
“By 2030, says the UN Food and Agriculture Organization, fish farming will dominate fish supplies. Given how wrong the FAO has been in the past--saying catches were going up when, in fact, they were going down--this statement is worth examining carefully. When you do, you find it to be an observation of previous trends, not a reflection of what could happen or what people might want--in the same way as Red Delicious was once far and away the most popular apple in the United States because it was basically the only apple you could get. The FAO is simply observing that fish farming is the fastest growing form of food production in the world--growing at 9 percent a year and by 12-13 percent in the United States. Nobody is asking us whether we want this. It is just happening. The continued destruction of mangrove swamps in poor countries to provide shrimp for people living in rich countries is simply the market operating in a vacuum untroubled by ethics. It is a reflection of what will go on happening if we do not find ways of exercising any choice in the matter.”
Charles Clover, The End of the Line: How Overfishing Is Changing the World and What We Eat

Kenton Geer
“Above her lateral line she was blacker than night; below she was a metallic silver. Her physically perfect body represented both the heaven and hell she possessed. She had the lustrous lines of a young mistress and brought all the trouble that accompanies one in her devious black eyes. She teased us by exposing herself from the depths but refused to surrender to our desires. Dreams and nightmares live in close proximity when marlin fishing.”
Kenton Geer, Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water

Kenton Geer
“I had a lot of losing in my life lately, but this would be a loss that I just couldn’t bear. The world is full of women—I had a chance to survive that. But a fish of this caliber was truly something special. I have seen a lot of women in my life, and none of them have ever had me yelling at the top of my lungs in excitement at first glance. Wonder women are rare, wonder fish are twice as rare. This fact was not lost on me.”
Kenton Geer, Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water

Kenton Geer
“The sea may be your lover, but she is not your friend. You cannot safely turn your back to her. Her loyalty is that of an ex- wife, her characteristics more of a new mistress; she will bring you to your highest peaks, but beware for on the other side of the high ground lie valleys of unspeakable misery. Her mind games are second to none. She will lead you down darker alleys of your mind than you ever knew existed within. She will make you question all that you are.”
Kenton Geer, Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water

Kenton Geer
“Mother Nature had blessed her with the customary rear-end one expects of a Brazilian smokeshow. However, her chest was ornamented by a beautiful set of
bolt-ons, arguably the only thing man has crafted better than the hand of God.”
Kenton Geer, Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water

Kenton Geer
“Paint thinner is the boatyard’s morning dew. The stringent smell awakens the mind of a sailor as spring flowers awaken the mind of a poet.
The boatyard, a reflection of your life, reminds us that the least desirable jobs often prove to be the most important and fulfilling. The harder the task, the more one feels rewarded when accomplishing it. Paint erratically splatters on skin in the same fashion that the stars come to fill up the night sky, the constellations on your forearms telling of the most recent project.”
Kenton Geer, Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water

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