“His own life suddenly seemed repellently formal. Whom did he know or what did he know and whom did he love? Sitting on the stump under the burden of his father's death and even the mortality inherent in the dying,… — Jim Harrison Copy Share Image
“Perhaps swimming was dancing in the water, he thought. To swim under lily pads seeing their green slender stalks wavering as you passed, to… — Jim Harrison Copy Share Image
Writing as a woman presents enormous problems but I have attempted it several times and haven't had many complaints. — Jim Harrison Copy Share Image
I like grit, I like love and death, I'm tired of irony. ... A lot of good fiction is sentimental. ... The novelist who… — Jim Harrison Copy Share Image
It is utterly soothing to fly fish for trout. All other considerations or worries drift away and you couldn't keep them close if you… — Jim Harrison Copy Share Image
“(from: Age Sixty-nine) There is this circle I walk that I have learned to love. I hope one day to be a spiral but… — Jim Harrison Copy Share Image
“. . . another year has passed, or so they say, but calenders lie. They're a kind of cosmic business machine like their cousin… — Jim Harrison Copy Share Image
“The head's a cloud anchor that the feet must follow. Travel light, he said, or don't travel at all.” — Jim Harrison Copy Share Image
After a lifetime of world travel I've been fascinated that those in the third world don't have the same perception of reality that we… — Jim Harrison Copy Share Image
The only advice I can give to aspiring writers is don't do it unless you're willing to give your whole life to it. Red… — Jim Harrison Copy Share Image
It is easy to forget that in the main we die only seven times more slowly than our dogs. — Jim Harrison Copy Share Image
