Josephine: Oh, so this is a tall tale? Senior Ed Bloom: Well, it's not a short one.
Senior Ed Bloom: Truth is, I've always been thirsty.
Senior Ed Bloom: And that's my life story.
When they see me holding fish, they can see that I am comfortable with kings as well as with paupers.
I was a kid that grew up in the South and was always outdoors fishing and hunting and, you know, swimming in the pool during the summer.
Logic is a net to catch a „fish“ with. And the Truth is like water that can not be caught with net
My work is being destroyed almost as soon as it is printed. One day it is being read; the next day someone's wrapping fish in it.
Comedians get jokes offered to them, rock stars get women and underwear thrown onstage, and I get guys that want to take me fishing.
White-crested waves crash on the shore. The masts sway violently, every which way. In the gray sky the gulls are circling like white flakes. Rain squalls blow past like gray slanting sails, and blue gaps open in the sky. The air brightens. A cold sil...
Yes, sir, but the Librarian likes bananas, sir." "Very nourishin' fruit, Mr Stibbons." "Yes, sir. Although, funnily enough it's not actually a fruit, sir." "Really?" "Yes, sir. Botanically, it's a type of fish, sir. According to my theory it's cladis...
While Leo fussed over his helm controls, Hazel and Frank relayed the story of the fish-centaurs and their training camp. 'Incredible,' Jason said. 'These are really good brownies.' 'That's your only comment?' Piper demanded. He looked surprised. 'Wha...
Hi, I have just added my new novel, "Incessant Expectations" for your reading enjoyment. It is about commercial salmon fishing on the Oregon coast circa 1976. It is fiction. The industry doesn't exist anymore. A young farmer from the dry country in S...
Like they say, you can learn more from a guide in one day than you can in three months fishing alone.
Underwater, I experience space with my body. I'll see a school of fish gathering and moving together and I'll exclaim, 'This is architecture.'
It is our art that has an opportunity to leave a footprint in the sand. They don't wrap fish in our work.
I like farm salmon. I like the idea of fish growing on trees.
Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice... Or backyard love?
There was a point to this story, but it has temporarily escaped the chronicler's mind.
They rarely discovered a star red as a distant crime or a star-fish.
Love, it’s like catching barrels in a fish.
Mackenzie flinched. Struggling to breathe, she stood up and walked over to the table.
