Is it impious to weigh goose music and art in the same scales? I think not, because the true hunter is merely a noncreative artist. Who painted the first picture on a bone in the caves of France? A hunter. Who alone in our modern life so thrills to the sight of living beauty that he will endure hunger and thirst and cold to feed his eye upon it? The hunter” (230).

All about perspectives! Reminded me of Cabela’s in a sense, and also how all of us can appreciate nature in very, very different ways.