"In our family, there was no clear line between religion and fly fishing."
A River Runs Through It, pg. 1

"Paul knew how I felt about my fishing and was careful not to seem superior by offering advice..." A River Runs Through It, pg. 30

"My brother was only five feet ten, but he had fished so many years his body had become partly shaped by his casting. He was thirty two now, at the height of his power, and he could put all his body and soul into a four-and-a-half-ounce magic totem pole. Long ago, he had gone far beyond my father's wrist casting, although his right wrist was always so important that it had become larger than his left."
A River Runs Through It, pg. 41

"Yet even in the loneliness of the canyon I knew there were others like me who had brothers they did not understand but...