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hardcover. Condizione: Very Good. Connecting readers with great books since 1972! Used books may not include companion materials, and may have some shelf wear or limited writing. We ship orders daily and Customer Service is our top priority. B&W Illustrations (illustratore).

Condizione: Very Good. F First Edition. Former library copy. Pages intact with possible writing/highlighting. Binding strong with minor wear. Dust jackets/supplements may not be included. Includes library markings. Stock photo provided. Product includes identifying sticker. Better World Books: Buy Books. Do Good. B&W Illustrations (illustratore).…

Hardcover. Condizione: As New. Condizione sovraccoperta: As New. B&W Illustrations (illustratore).

Hardcover. Condizione: Good. Hardcover with dust jacket. The dust jacket shows wear at the edges, including several small closed tears and creasing along the top edge of the front and rear panels. The spine of the jacket is slightly sunned. The binding is firm and the internal pages are clean and unmarked. No creator signatures or inscriptions are present. worn with small tears and creasing. B&W Illustrations (illustratore).…

Condizione: As New. Unread book in perfect condition.

Paperback. Condizione: Fair. One thing about him, when he was there, he was all there. I was listening to Dr. Gibson Winter, then Professor for Christianity and Society at Princeton Theological Seminary. Dr. Winter had this wonderful way of sharing an aside--an oh by the way story--which would invariably have a meaning all to itself, staying in my mind long after the words of the lecture had been snuffed out by the stuffy air of Stuart Hall. On this particular occasion, he was describing a colleague, whose name I've forgotten. The man, the subject of Dr. Winter's anecdote, was notorious for getting so immersed in his work that he would on occasion be a tad late for a faculty meeting or even his own lecture. He was the proverbial absent-minded professor: almost at times comical, yet respected and beloved. Upon arriving, he would light up the room, engaging others in lively conversation, making it easy for them to overlook his occasional tardiness. Then Dr. Winter capsulated his description of his colleague in that one phrase: When he was there, he was all there. I could visualize this man; indeed, I felt as though I already knew him. You know him or her, too. These rare individuals are all there when they are there. They are the ones you wait on at the theater, or save a seat for at the restaurant, or strain your neck for as you anxiously anticipate their arrival at the ball game. Where could he be? you ask. Do you think she remembered the address? you wonder. Did he get so immersed in his research that he forgot our engagement? you question. And you want this person to be there. I could see Dr. Winter's friend arriving with disheveled hair, wearing in his tweed coat, wrinkled shirt, and blue jeans. He opens his arms wide to embrace his friends, apologizes for being late, and smiles as he asks how they are. And he means it. And suddenly everyone's little measure of agitation evaporates as they grin in return. He's there now, all there. Wherever this person is, he lives that moment to the fullest. And like moths attracted to light, people naturally drift in his direction. I've often wanted to be more like that man, whoever he was. Unfortunately, I haven't always been all there, once I was there. Too often I've been distracted by the place I had come from or the people I would see next. I've brought the problems of the past into the present or pre-played the worries of the future into the now. And in short, I wasn't there. I've learned, ever so slowly, little by little, that life is lived in the moment, or it isn't lived at all; if I'm not here, I'm either in the past--which is no more--or I'm in the future, which is not yet. If I'm still wandering around in the hallways of the past, lost in a maze of regret, or trying to catapult myself from the present into the next time zone, which can't be entered until it arrives, it's not simply that I'm not here: I'm actually nowhere. Like T.S. Eliot's J. Alfred Prufrock--lingering on the outside looking in, fearful of the present, doubting, wondering, questioning whether he has the strength to force the moment to its crises? anxiously awaiting the future, mistakenly believing that, There will be time, there will be time/To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet--we miss the thrill and excitement, victories and defeats, struggles and accomplishments of the present when we aren't fully alive in the moment, willing to risk ourselves in it.…

Condizione: New.

Paperback. Condizione: New.

Paperback. Condizione: New.

hardcover. Condizione: Very Good. Includes dust jacket. Very mild shelfwear to jacket. I note every flaw I find, so buy with confidence. B&W Photographs (illustratore).

Paperback. Condizione: Fair. One thing about him, when he was there, he was all there. I was listening to Dr. Gibson Winter, then Professor for Christianity and Society at Princeton Theological Seminary. Dr. Winter had this wonderful way of sharing an aside--an oh by the way story--which would invariably have a meaning all to itself, staying in my mind long after the words of the lecture had been snuffed out by the stuffy air of Stuart Hall. On this particular occasion, he was describing a colleague, whose name I've forgotten. The man, the subject of Dr. Winter's anecdote, was notorious for getting so immersed in his work that he would on occasion be a tad late for a faculty meeting or even his own lecture. He was the proverbial absent-minded professor: almost at times comical, yet respected and beloved. Upon arriving, he would light up the room, engaging others in lively conversation, making it easy for them to overlook his occasional tardiness. Then Dr. Winter capsulated his description of his colleague in that one phrase: When he was there, he was all there. I could visualize this man; indeed, I felt as though I already knew him. You know him or her, too. These rare individuals are all there when they are there. They are the ones you wait on at the theater, or save a seat for at the restaurant, or strain your neck for as you anxiously anticipate their arrival at the ball game. Where could he be? you ask. Do you think she remembered the address? you wonder. Did he get so immersed in his research that he forgot our engagement? you question. And you want this person to be there. I could see Dr. Winter's friend arriving with disheveled hair, wearing in his tweed coat, wrinkled shirt, and blue jeans. He opens his arms wide to embrace his friends, apologizes for being late, and smiles as he asks how they are. And he means it. And suddenly everyone's little measure of agitation evaporates as they grin in return. He's there now, all there. Wherever this person is, he lives that moment to the fullest. And like moths attracted to light, people naturally drift in his direction. I've often wanted to be more like that man, whoever he was. Unfortunately, I haven't always been all there, once I was there. Too often I've been distracted by the place I had come from or the people I would see next. I've brought the problems of the past into the present or pre-played the worries of the future into the now. And in short, I wasn't there. I've learned, ever so slowly, little by little, that life is lived in the moment, or it isn't lived at all; if I'm not here, I'm either in the past--which is no more--or I'm in the future, which is not yet. If I'm still wandering around in the hallways of the past, lost in a maze of regret, or trying to catapult myself from the present into the next time zone, which can't be entered until it arrives, it's not simply that I'm not here: I'm actually nowhere. Like T.S. Eliot's J. Alfred Prufrock--lingering on the outside looking in, fearful of the present, doubting, wondering, questioning whether he has the strength to force the moment to its crises? anxiously awaiting the future, mistakenly believing that, There will be time, there will be time/To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet--we miss the thrill and excitement, victories and defeats, struggles and accomplishments of the present when we aren't fully alive in the moment, willing to risk ourselves in it.…

Paperback. Condizione: Very Good. 1st. First Edition, First Printing; stapled wraps; 32 clean, unmarked pages. B/W Photos (illustratore).

PAP. Condizione: New. New Book. Shipped from UK. Established seller since 2000.

Condizione: New.

Softcover. Condizione: Very Good. Second Printing. Address delivered at a dinner of The Newcomen Society, New York City, December 12, 1945. ; 28 pages.

Condizione: New.

Hardcover. Condizione: Very Good. No Jacket. nd printing; maroon c;w/paper labes, lite war only, illustrated end papers; owners insc.; 345 clean, unmarked pages. B/W Frontis (illustratore).

Paperback. Condizione: Very Good. No Jacket. May have limited writing in cover pages. Pages are unmarked. ~ ThriftBooks: Read More, Spend Less.

Hardcover. Condizione: Near Fine. Condizione sovraccoperta: Very Good+. 1st Edition. Light edge wear to jacket. B&W Photographs (illustratore).

PAP. Condizione: New. New Book. Shipped from UK. Established seller since 2000.

Hardcover. Condizione: Very Good. Connecting readers with great books since 1972! Used books may not include companion materials, and may have some shelf wear or limited writing. We ship orders daily and Customer Service is our top priority. B&W Photographs (illustratore).

Hardcover. Condizione: Good. No Jacket. Missing dust jacket; Pages can have notes/highlighting. Spine may show signs of wear. ~ ThriftBooks: Read More, Spend Less. B&W Photographs (illustratore).

Hardcover. Condizione: Near Fine. Condizione sovraccoperta: Near Fine. 1st Edition. 8.5" by 11.5". Full number line. No marks or writings, pages bright and clean, binding sound. Bump to front bottom corner. Dust jacket unclipped with no tears and placed in archival sleeve. Carefully packaged and shipped in box. W1. B&W Illustrations (illustratore).…

Hardcover. Condizione: Very good+. no dust jacket. 4th printing. Hardback leatherette/ 4th printing. B&W Illustrations (illustratore).

Wrap. Condizione: Good. Ex-Library.

Wrap. Condizione: Good. Ex-Library.

Condizione: Good. Press of the Methodist Book Concern Cincinnati, Ohio Scuffing to boards. No jacket. Old price in pencil on front fly leaf, otherwise clean inside. Tight binding.

Red Leatherette. Condizione: Very Good. Condizione sovraccoperta: No Dw as Issued. B&W Illustrations (illustratore). Book.

Hardcover. Condizione: Good. No Jacket. NO MARKING.

Hardcover. Condizione: Fine. Condizione sovraccoperta: Fine. 1st Edition. A Lovely First Edition, First Printing,Collectors Copy from private fly fishing book collection, Unclipped (27.50) dust jacket in mylar cover since purchase. Cover is as new, Binding is tight, Inside pages are unread, clean, with no writing or marks - unread. "This superb guide is filled with scores of practical observations on all the aquatic trout foods of importance to fly fishermen." Photos gladly provided. Complementary gift wrapping - just let us know. B&W Illustrations (illustratore). …