A wound in a young heart is like a wound in a young tree. It does not grow out. It grows in.

I think this is the greatest and best country in all the world, with its great sunlit spaces and its long long roads, and best of all the roads that are not made yet, and the stories that no one has told because they are too busy living them.

Always in Alberta there is a fresh wind blowing.

That seems to be the haunting fear of mankind - that the advancement of women will sometime, someway, someplace, interfere with some man's comfort.

I want to leave something behind when I go; some small legacy of truth, some word that will shine in a dark place.

Children are great idealists, until the stupidity of their elders puts out the fires of the aspirations.

War is a crime committed by men and, therefore, when enough people say it shall not be, it cannot be.