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I will see this game of life out to its bitter end
Zane Grey
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Zane Grey
Age: 67 †
Born: 1872
Born: January 31
Died: 1939
Died: October 23
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Baseball Player
Dentist
Film Producer
Novelist
Poet
Screenwriter
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Zanesville
Ohio
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Games
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Life
Bitterness
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I see so much more than I used to see. The effect has been to depress and sadden and hurt me terribly.
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What makes life worth living? Better surely, to yield to the stain of suicide blood in me and seek forgetfulness in the embrace of cold dark death.
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Before exulatation had vanished, I felt as if I had been granted a marvellous privilege. Out of the inscrutable waters a beautiful fish had somehow leaped to show me fleetingly the life and spirit of his element.
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These critics who crucify me do not guess the littlest part of my sincerity. They must be burned in a blaze. I cannot learn from them.
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No one connected intimately with a writer has any appreciation of his temperament, except to think him overdoing everything.
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Fishermen, no matter what supreme good fortune befalls them, cannot ever be absolutely satisfied. It is a fundamental weakness of intellect.
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I confess that reading proofs is a pleasure. It stimulates and inspires me.
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A good rule of angling philosophy is not to interfere with any fishermans ways of being happy, unless you want to be hated.
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Adam Larey gazed with hard and wondering eyes down the silent current of the red river upon which he meant to drift away into the desert
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I can write best in the silence and solitude of the night, when everyone has retired.
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The Indian story has never been written. Maybe I am the man to do it.
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Fishing is a condition of mind wherein you cannot possibly have a bad time.
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Work is my salvation. It changes my moods.
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Every once in a while I feel the tremendous force of the novel. But it does not stay with me.
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This motion-picture muddle had distracted me from my writing.
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I love my work but do not know how I write it.
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I am tired. My arm aches. My head boils. My feet are cold. But I am not aware of any weakness.
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Jealously was an unjust and stifling thing.
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Writing was like digging coal. I sweat blood. The spell is on me.
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Far away Tongariro! Green - white thundering Athabasca river of New Zealand! I vowed I would come again down across the Pacific to fish in the swift cold waters of this most beautiful and famous of trout streams. It is something to have striven. It is much to have kept your word.
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