The land was ours before we were the land's. She was our land more than a hundred years Before we were her people.

What is this talked-of mystery of birth. But being mounted bareback on the earth?

Don't ever take a fence down until you know why it was put up.

The style is the man. Rather say the style is the way the man takes himself; and to be at all charming or even bearable, the way is almost rigidly prescribed. If it is with outer seriousness, it must be with inner humor. If it is with outer humor, it must be with inner seriousness. No other way will do.

The world is full of willing people; some willing to work, the rest willing to let them.

What is done is done for the love of it- or not really done at all.

Freedom is when you are easy in the harness.