May your rivers flow without end... down into a desert of red rock, blue mesas, domes and pinnacles and grottos of endless stone, and down again into a deep vast ancient unknown chasm where bars of sunlight blaze on profiled cliffs... where something strange and more beautiful and more full of wonder than your deepest dreams waits for you-beyond that next turning of the canyon walls.

Filling out the form: Race? Human. Religion? Paiute. Occupation? Criminal anarchy. Hobbies? Survival with honor.

The developers and entrepreneurs must somehow be taught a new vocabulary of values.

A man is not aware of his virtues (if any). Nevertheless, one hopes that they exist.

I would never betray a friend to serve a cause. Never reject a friend to help an institution. Great nations may fall in ruin before I would sell a friend to save them.

We judge individual man and women as we do nations and races -- by the character of their achievement and by their achievement of character.

Among politicians and businessmen, *Pragmatism* is the current term for 'To hell with our children.'