| p34 | Only man has risen so high in his own estimation that he sees no need to bow or praise. A fish is a dollar sign paid in cost or wages or the expense of rod and reel. Duly paid for with time or recompense, that is all there is. No sacred fish. No sacred waters. No giver but his own hand. Leisure is his right, a gift of his toil. Church going, if he does it, his tithe for tat. His God may provide for him, but he provides as well, and so he feels no need to return solace for solace. He knows not what eats away as his own heart. |