Fennel Hudson Quotes

Life is a wonderfully fine thing. Go live it.

If we have faith, then we can see the beauty around us. If we don’t then we are just blind followers, not knowing why we are on the path.

It’s better to be individual than a clone of someone else.

The greatest gifts are those that say, “I know you”.

To not use a talent to the best of your ability is to stifle the thing that makes you most special. It is like plucking the wings off a butterfly.

There comes a time when you just have to say, “No!” – to the requests and to the system.

Being an author is to have a toe in the creative pool and a foot in the vat of commerce.

Believe in something important. Pursue it wholeheartedly.

Often I have found myself gazing up at clouds – yesterday’s seas and tomorrow’s streams – to think of them as floating on an ultraviolet sea, beyond which is the infinity of space that presents so much wonder and so many questions.

I needed some space to lay myself out, so that I could decide which pieces I wanted to pick up.

Writers who copy or plagiarise others are dreaming in another man’s sleep.

A man can never be truly free when he knows that he is neglecting his duties elsewhere.

Identity and self-belief: a courage that swells from within, borne of waters drunk deeply.

We get so used to the gregarious nature of our towns and villages that we forget how crowded our existence has become.

There’s always an opportunity to fish for something – even if it’s just for laughs or ideas.

The ever-increasing weight of responsibilities that enmeshes our lives keeps us locked into the system. We become the pulse that keeps the beast alive, but the cost is our own lives. The natural world around us shrinks, crushed beneath the suffocating might of work.

Life in the wild, as I’m observing, is about survival as much as pleasure.

Live humbly and for the moment.

A man can never have too many books. Neither can he have too many fountain pens, hats, fishing rods, waistcoats, tea caddies, paintings or whatever helps him to feel at home in his surroundings and communicate his personality to the world.

December, being the last month of the year, cannot help but make us think of what is to come.

Every layer of complexity creates greater distance from life’s simple truths.

Putting pen to paper without first deciding the route and pace at which to scribe is like setting off on a bicycle without first checking the tyres.

A traditionalist’s values are gleaned from all that is good in the past.

Only the present exists. The past is gone, and the future has not yet happened. There is only ever time present.

The greatest moments of creativity come in absolute solitude, when one’s mind is free from distraction and able to probe the depths of the impossible.

Writing with a biro is the emotional equivalent of giving your loved one a plastic rose on Valentine’s Day.

Yearn for the opposite, to buck the trend, to be different.

Individuality and creativity are slowly dampened by a normal job with normal people.

You can escape completely, seeking an alternative life, or you can play the game and go absent without leave. How you do it is up to you.

A person has to be comfortable in his or her own skin.

One cannot help but identify with the life-giving quality of water, not just to quench our thirst, but for our emotional and spiritual wellbeing.

Have courage to go your own way and fulfil the dreams that are unique and important to you.

Be batty, be traditional, and be proud.

Be individual, break free from the flock to avoid the predictable midsummer haircut.

We seek not for forgiveness, but the freedom and time to do more than ‘exist’.

A consultant: someone brought in to build a one-handled wheelbarrow.

Reality is in the ether, a blend of present-day experiences infused with one’s memories and dreams. A life that is real to one is surreal to another.

If a pen can communicate our thoughts, dreams, and emotions and be the voice of our soul, then ink is the medium that carries the message.

Life. It’s about adventure, of having a dream and following it.

Be seasonal, ethical and gentle.

Doing nothing can be as rewarding as doing something. And doing very little can be as productive, in a creative sense, as doing a lot.

Choice is the mortar that binds together the things that make us who we are.

It was a country life, a precious existence.

Life can be impossibly tough. At times it seems like there is no escape from either the pressure or monotony of a world where you are corralled into being something or someone you are not. But there is an escape, to more peaceful and gentler places, and a happier state of mind.

Find a part of yourself hidden in the twilight.

If, like me, you suffer from lack of self-confidence you’ll know that the term is made up of two conflicting words, and that confidence isn’t easily found in the self.

You have to feel the bite of the wind to appreciate the warmth of a winter coat.

As the daydreams grew longer, the distinction between what was real and what was imaginary grew less. Soon I existed in a blissful world of my own creation.

Compromise is a choice. As is the defence of one’s self.

The thing that matters most is what matters to you, not anybody else.

There’s no point pretending to be someone or something we’re not.

Editing one’s writing is as easy as lighting a match while riding a bicycle.

It is this brighter side, the romantic side, the emotional side, that appeals to me.

Time alone can help us to look inward, to fish for things that others can’t see.

Study the nature around you, but also within you.

Michelin Star? I’d rather chew a French rubber tyre.

Water creates so much beauty, life and mystery.

Stand up for your beliefs, and be different.

Angling is just a way of relaxing and escaping in the countryside.

I wish for a simple life.