A Texan outside of Texas is a foreigner.

There are as many worlds as there are kinds of days, and as an opal changes its colors and its fire to match the nature of a day, so do I.

Guys like us, that work on ranches, are the loneliest guys in the world

I can understand why a system built on a pattern must try to destroy the free mind, for that is one thing which can by inspection destroy such a system. Surely I can understand this, and I hate it and I will fight against it to preserve the one thing that separates us from the uncreative beasts. If the glory can be killed, we are lost.

Lord, how the day passes! It's like a life - so quickly when we don't watch it and so slowly when we do.

The clouds appeared and went away, and in a while they did not try anymore.

You're going to pass something down no matter what you do or if you do nothing. Even if you let yourself go fallow, the weeds will grow and the brambles. Something will grow.