Catching something is merely a byproduct of our fishing. It is the act of fishing that wipes away all grief, lightens all… — Gladys Taber Copy Share Image
The curious thing about fishing is you never want to go home. If you catch something, you can't stop. If you don't… — Gladys Taber Copy Share Image
After all, catching something is purely a by-product of our fishing. It is the act of fishing that wipes away all grief,… — Gladys Taber Copy Share Image
Traveling is all very well if you can get home at night. I would be willing to go around the world if I came… — Gladys Taber Copy Share Image
My general attitude toward life when I first get up is of deep suspicion, verging on hatred. ... I am simply basted together until… — Gladys Taber Copy Share Image
Most cats feel that bird-catching is their duty; the instinct goes back to prehistoric times. Amber keeps in practice by chasing moths. — Gladys Taber Copy Share Image
Almost all words do have colour and nothing is more pleasant than to utter a pink word and see someone's eyes light up and… — Gladys Taber Copy Share Image
But housekeeping is fun. It is one job where you enjoy the results right along as you work. You may work all day washing… — Gladys Taber Copy Share Image
“Traveling is all very well if you can get home at night. I would be willing to go around the world if I could… — Gladys Taber Copy Share Image
If I had Aladdin's lamp and the usual three wishes, the first would always be, 'Give me the first day of June. — Gladys Taber Copy Share Image
A good recipe for a human reducing breakfast is a lot of good things to eat, and three spaniels and two cats to eat… — Gladys Taber Copy Share Image
When Father smiled, it was like the sun coming out, and spring and summer in your heart. — Gladys Taber Copy Share Image
A cat is, by and large, sophisticated and complex, and capable of creating three-act plays around any single piece of action. — Gladys Taber Copy Share Image
The creative instincts, the love force must be nourished with every beat of our hearts until they overbalance the destructive instincts. — Gladys Taber Copy Share Image
Old houses, I thought, do not belong to people ever, not really, people belong to them. — Gladys Taber Copy Share Image
I cannot imagine a cat in an Obedience ring, running around in the hot sun and doing things on command. For it would not… — Gladys Taber Copy Share Image
