Protecting our Great Lakes and conserving this resource for the next generation is critical both for surrounding communities and our planet as a whole.

The Almighty has been pleased to grant us a signal victory on Lake Champlain in the capture of one Frigate, one Brig and two sloops of war of the enemy.

Emerson, Lake & Palmer or King Crimson or Gentle Giant - the worst prog rock references I can come up with. Though I totally loved those groups as a kid.

Why is it that the destruction of something created by humans is called vandalism, yet the destruction of something created by God is called development?

All my clear-eyed fish, Golden, or rainbow-sided, or purplish, Vermilion-tail'd, or finn'd with silvery gauze... My charming rod, my potent river spells.

When God threw me, a pebble, into this wondrous lake, I disturbed its surface with countless circles. But when I reached the depths, I became very still.

We just bought this house. It's too big. It's like 400,000 square feet, or something. We got an indoor lake and ski slope in the house! It's just too big.

The United Nations has been in the Great Lakes Region and Sahel for 50 years, mostly investing in peacekeeping. NOW is the time to invest in young people!

It was useless to try to corner a man who told stories. It was like trying to drink all the water in a lake to get at a bright pebble on the bottom of it.

I had 13 weeks off and I would pack up the family and drive to some mountain retreat where we could be together and fish all day. I loved it. I needed it.

In some cases, it's not just about cleaning up the factories. It's about cleaning up the nearby rivers and lakes that have been tainted with heavy metals.

Fishing, by its very nature, nourishes the imagination, feeding it with a potent fuel of hope and desire.

An excellent angler, and now with God.

The savage in man is never quite eradicated.

He could hardly lift his spoon during breakfast, and then he was out on the lake, his spoon soon replaced by a shovel.

Lake Wobegon, the little town that time forgot and the decades cannot improve.

My garden is a forest ledge Which older forest s bound; The banks slope down to the blue lake-edge, Then plunge to depths profound!

Place gifts of silver in our hands. Give us this day our daily fish.

A trout is a moment of beauty known only to those who seek it.

The wind had seized the tree and ha, and ha, It held the shivering, the shaken limbs, Then bathed its body in the leaping lake.

The union of lakes--the union of lands-- The union of States none can sever-- The union of hearts--the union of hands-- And the flag of our Union for ever!

Let us not compare the genius with the clever; ocean with the lake!

...there are few things deader than a dead brown trout stream.

Perhaps I should not have been a fisherman, he thought. But that was the thing that I was born for.

When we are on the water, our contemplative impulses range from the intense to the nearly absent.

If we become conceited through great success, some day the trout will take us down a peg.

Yesterday the flame of the Olympic torch was carried through our great state on its way to Salt Lake City.

The trout in yonder wimpling burn - That glides, a silver dart, - And, safe beneath the shady thorn, - Defies the anglers art.

Fishing is more than fish; it is the vitalizing lure to outdoor life.

Let beeves and home-bred kine partake The sweets of Burn-mill meadow; The swan on still St. Mary's Lake Float double, swan and shadow!

Make your heart like a lake, with calm, still surface, and great depths of kindness.

The wilderness does not make you forget your normal life so much as it removes the distractions for proper remembering.

I don't really know how to tie a fly until I've tied a hundred dozen of them.

You can't say enough about fishing. Though the sport of kings, it's just what the deadbeat ordered.

The books all say that barracuda rarely eat people, but very few barracuda can read.

Grace is like a lake of drinkable water right outside your door. But you stay inside and die of thirst.

Yet compared with the serious things of life, fishing is after all rather trivial. The thoughtful angler must frankly confess this.

I saw a seagull hanging out by a lake, but I said, "Don't worry, Dude. I won't say anything."

There will be no end to angling controversies for there is no one best way for everyone to fish.

Our tradition is that of the first man who sneaked away to the creek when the tribe did not really need fish.

Good fishermen know that in talking about fishing, nothing is more interesting than the truth.

Fly-fishing is a magic way to recapture the rapture of solitude without the pangs of loneliness.

The pilot of the Galilean lake; Two massy keys he bore, of metals twain (The golden opes, the iron shuts amain).

I will arise and go now, for always night and day I hear lake water lapping...I hear it in the deep heart's core.

I think my heart breaks daily living in Salt Lake City, Utah. But I still love it. And that is the richness, the texture.

Rivers, ponds, lakes and streams - they all have different names, but they all contain water. Just as religions do - they all contain truths.

A good rule of angling philosophy is not to interfere with any fishermans ways of being happy, unless you want to be hated.

When, by meditation, we withdraw restless thoughts from the lake of the mind, we behold our soul, a perfect reflection of Spirit.

Come down, O Christ, and help me! reach thy hand, For I am drowning in a stormier sea Than Simon on thy lake of Galilee

Catch-and-release fishing is an ecological necessity, not my preference. The practice smacks of bad faith, an inauthentic act.

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