We were then in a dangerous, helpless situation, exposed daily to perils and death amongst savages and wild beasts, not a white man in the country but ourselves.

I've opened the way for others to make fortunes, but a fortune for myself was not what I was after.

Having an exciting destination is like setting a needle in your compass. From then on, the compass knows only one point - its ideal. And it will faithfully guide you there through the darkest nights and fiercest storms

Have I made my peace with God? I didn't know we'd quarreled!

It isn't how you die. It's what you live for.

On the fourth day of July following, a party of about two hundred Indians attacked Boonsborough, killed one man, and wounded two.

In this situation I was constantly exposed to danger and death.