The boundaries of culture and rainfall never follow survey lines.

The average Ph.D. Thesis is nothing but a transference of bones from one graveyard to another.

Out of Frederic Remington's Sundown Leflare graved on the mantel. Sundown and another mountain man cooked and ate their supper. "Then," says Remington, "they sat down with the greatest philosopher on earth - the fire."

When he stood trembling with fear before the captor, bruised from falls by the restrictive rope, made submissive by choking, clogs, cuts and starvation, he had lost what made him so beautiful and free....One out of every three mustangs captured in south west Texas was expected to die before they were tamed. The process often broke the spirits of the other two.

Putting on the spectacles of science in expectation of finding an answer to everything looked at signifies inner blindness.

I have come to value liberated minds as the supreme good of life on earth.

The man for whom history is bunk is almost invariably as obtuse to the future as he is blind to the past.