Fennel Hudson Quotes - Page 2

There’s no such thing as writer’s block, so long as you’ve had plenty of time to think about what you want to write.

Where the writing takes place doesn’t matter to a publisher, but it matters a great deal to the author.

It’s not always best to know what’s going on beneath the surface.

Rural and traditional escapism. That’s my angle. Places and events where we are free to relax and be ourselves, where nobody tells us to hurry along or conform or grow up. Somewhere we can properly live.

I’ll be off exploring, searching for those out-of-bounds places where dreams exist.

Leaps of faith tend to favour those with long legs.

Fine Things are reservoirs for the heart.

A man is biologically incapable of giving ‘the look’.

Being gentle doesn’t stop us fighting for our dreams.

Traditional angling is a mindset. So,have you set your mind?

Disconnect from society’s pressure to conform. Do things your own way.

Walk free from the long shadows cast by small people.

Stop – Unplug – Escape – Enjoy.’ This is the message of the Priory, and the key to enjoying a peaceful and rewarding life.

You gotta look backwards to go forwards.

There’s merit in being different, inspiration in being individual, courage in being unique, and freedom in being yourself.

Time alone helps us to remember who we are.

Be patient, persistent and above all, believe.

The speed of modern life is an oppressive thing, and the corporate world is quick to punish those with an honest heart. Qualities such as ‘nice, honest, kind, happy, relaxed, sincere, innocent’ are frowned upon as weaknesses. Yet these values are the essence of a good person. Unfortunately, if you don’t keep the balance, they can be lost like sand through your fingers.

We are so blinkered by progress, so preoccupied with where we want to go and how fast we can travel, that many of us have lost the ability to simply ‘stop’.

Reveal the timeless beauty of Nature’s special places.

Reality is just a matter of perception.

As an angler and a gardener, I cherish each drop of rain that falls.

Choice and perception are closely linked. They are unique, personal and emotional.

Committing your thoughts and feelings to words is like putting your soul on a plate and hoping the diners will like what they eat.

Creative people need strong encouragement.

Status: the perpetual carrot that entices us from the front and prods us in the back.

Be oblivious to city high-rises, work-related stress and microwave popcorn.

Seek and see beauty in the watery world.

I’ve made it my mission to discover that which is off the beaten track. Somewhere in the undergrowth of the impossible.

Change, it seems, is inevitable. And so is compromise.

A pen that has clocked up a million words, a lifetime’s memories, is worth more than the centrepiece in a jeweller’s window.

Wear your heart on your sleeve. Write about what you think and feel. And share it with your friends.

Organic life cannot be far from water.

Our best canvas is all around us, in everything we touch and do.

When sitting down to write a letter, it always pays to calm one’s mood, collect one’s thoughts, and have a plan.

A traditional Englishman drinks tea to the point where his blood has long-since been replaced with an infusion of Ceylon, Assam, and Darjeeling.

The speed of modern life is an oppressive thing, and the corporate world is quick to punish those with an honest heart.

Most of us, at some time or other, get sucked into the lifeless vacuum of work; the cogs of the corporate machine that we keep turning until one day, when we depart this Earth, we may earn the word ‘lubricant’ on our headstone.

I dropped my gardening tools, threw my bicycle over a hedge and went in search of fortunes laid beneath the hangman’s noose.

Workdays are, I imagine, rather like learning to ice-skate Torvill and Dean’s The Bolero. They start and end easily enough; it’s the bit in the middle that causes the pain in the arse.

I write into an old book that smells of dust and whose pages are floppy with damp. Sometimes the ink splodges onto the paper, other times it will barely leave the nib of my pen.

Friends can create our most cherished memories.

Soar to heights where you may view the world from a new perspective.

Freedom within is embodied in things as well as people. Like coins tossed into a wishing well, they contain our hopes and dreams.

The act of fishing – for fish, dreams or whatever magic is available – is enough.

Things today ‘sure ain’t like they used to be’. They’ve changed, moved on, progressed.

There is a fine line between fair criticism and jealous assault.

Sentiments, as I have found, can be harvested from places where our memories are fondest.

I like to start slowly, and then ease up as the day progresses.

People might consider you eccentric for being different, but this is good. Leaders and visionaries are not conformists afraid of standing out.

Having a fishing rod in your hand is merely an excuse to explore out-of-sight depths and reveal mysteries that previously only existed in dreams.

There comes a time in one’s life, perhaps in middle age, when we stop and assess who we are, and the life we have.

Character and purpose are directly linked to confidence and conviction. What links them? Courage – to be oneself, no matter what others might say.

If ever the adventure proves tiring, or you lose sight of your dream, look to the west at sunset. There, on days when the skies are clear, you might see upon the horizon a thin layer of amber mist. When it appears, you will know its purpose: it is the mist of believing.

The promise of adventure is often more exciting than the adventure itself.

The pen that was once a gift has come to represent all that I hope to achieve.

As a child I would play with such imagination that the ‘real’ world was never real at all. It was full of mystery, adventure and possibility.

In with the new, out with the old.’ That’s what we’re told. We have to change, adapt, compromise.

If I can’t garden in it, then I won’t wear it.

It is possible to be happy and successful by living on one’s own terms.