You'll never make a fortune working for the boss man.

When I asked my mother, ‘how do I tell people about you’ her answer was ‘tell the truth’. But of course, the truth is never simple.

Don't worry, God understands,' Mom said. 'He knows that your father is a cross we must bear.

It was good work, the kind of work that let you sleep soundly at night and, when you awoke, look forward to the day.

I hadn’t been paying much attention to things like the sunrise, but that old sun had been coming up anyway. It didn’t really care how I felt, it was going to rise and set regardless of whether I noticed it, and if I was going to enjoy it, that was up to me.

People are like animals. Some are happiest penned in, some need to roam free. You go to recognize what's in her nature and accept it.

Living there [Horse Mesa] was like living in a natural cathedral. Waking up every morning, you walked outside and looked down at the blue lake, then up at the sandstone cliffs--those awe-inspiring layers of red and yellow rock shaped over the millennia, with dozens of black-streaked crevices that temporarily became waterfalls after rainstorms.