One learns to adapt to the land in which one lives.

There will come a time when you believe everything is finished. That will be the beginning.

I wonder why it is the man who pleads for mercy never gives it.

You are your own best teacher. My advice is to question all things. Seek for answers, and when you find what seems to be an answer, question that, too.

The one law that does not change is that everything changes, and the hardship I was bearing today was only a breath away from the pleasures I would have tomorrow, and those pleasures would be all the richer because of the memories of this I was enduring.

I have told many, yet when I go down that last trail, I know there will be a thousand stories hammering at my skull, demanding to be told.

To exist is to adapt, and if one could not adapt, one died and made room for those who could.