Guests, like fish, begin to smell after three days. (Benjamin Franklin)

Many men go fishing all of their lives without knowing that it is not fish they are after. (Henry David Thoreau)

To describe the beauties of this region will, on some future occasion, be a very grateful task to the pen of a skilled panegyrist. (George Vancouver)

It is better to go skiing and think of God, than go to church and think of sport. (Fridtjof Nansen)

It is a happy talent to know how to play. (Ralph Waldo Emerson)

Healthy discontent is the prelude to progress. (Mohandas Gandhi)

October’s poplars are flaming torches lighting the way to winter. (Nova Bair)

There’s no other love like the love for a brother. There’s no other love like the love from a brother. (Terri Guillemets)

A brother shares childhood memories and grown-up dreams. (Author Unknown)

Cultural confinement takes place when a curator imposes his own limits on an art exhibition, rather than asking an artist to set his limits. (Robert Smithson)

Life is like a ten speed bicycle. Most of us have gears we never use. (Charles M. Schulz)

Life must be lived as play. (Plato)

Without ice cream, there would be darkness and chaos. (Don Kardong)

And she’ll have fun, fun, fun, til her daddy takes the T-bird away. (The Beach Boys)

It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see. (Henry David Thoreau)