It's the Joshua tree's struggle that gives it its beauty.
I became known as Lily Casey, the mustang-breaking, poker-playing, horse-race-winning schoolmarm of Coconino County, and it wasn't half bad to be in place where no one had a problem with a woman having a moniker like that.
My life is not just about the past.
Horses are a mirror of who you are. They're emotionally dependent on you.
You have to find the redeeming quality and love the person for that.
Nobody's perfect. We're all just one step up from the beasts and one step down from the angels.