'Fly-fishing is an artificial art which has been developed since the middle of the last century with perhaps particular regard to the psychological necessities of the tired professional classes. Whoever has watched for long the weaving cast, the winnowing hand-movement, the slightly bowed devotional attention of those isolated damp doctors and businessmen, and heard, close as they do - the gurgling, guggling impassivity, the monotonous but soothing variety of the passing surface will see the whole thing as a charging of batteries, and like all charging, a long business - one amp going in all the time, and nothing apparently happening.'
from Marching with April by Hugo Charteris (Chapter 7)
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