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Work is my salvation. It changes my moods.

Zane Grey

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Zane Grey
Age: 67 †
Born: 1872
Born: January 31
Died: 1939
Died: October 23
Author
Baseball Player
Dentist
Film Producer
Novelist
Poet
Screenwriter
Writer
Zanesville
Ohio
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Mood
Salvation
Changes
Work

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I will see this game of life out to its bitter end
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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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I must go deeper and even stronger into my treasure mine and stint nothing of time, toil, or torture.
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What is writing but an expression of my own life?
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Fishing is a condition of mind wherein you cannot possibly have a bad time.
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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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I am full of fire and passion. I am not ready yet for great concentration and passion.
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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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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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Every once in a while I feel the tremendous force of the novel. But it does not stay with me.
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