Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. - Norman Maclean

It would be hard to know what gigantic proportion of human life is spent in this same ratio of years under water on legs to one premature, exhausted moment on wings.

"When I was young, a teacher had forbidden me to say "more perfect" because she said if a thing is perfect it can't be more so. But by now I had seen enough of life to have regained my confidence in it."

My collection of stories is called A River Runs Through It, and they are love stories: stories of my love of craft — of what men and women can do with their hands — and of my love of seeing life turn into literature.