It's easier to die than to move ... at least for the Other Side you don't need trunks.

I wonder if ever again Americans can have that experience of returning to a home place so intimately known, profoundly felt, deeply loved, and absolutely submitted to? It is not quite true that you can't go home again. I have done it, coming back here. But it gets less likely. We have had too many divorces, we have consumed too much transportation, we have lived too shallowly in too many places.

We write to make sense of it all.

It is somethingit can be everything-to have found a fellow bird with whom you can sit among the rafters while the drinking and boasting and reciting and fighting go on below.

The Westerner is less a person than a continuing adaptation. The West is less a place than a process.

You can't retire to weakness -- you've got to learn to control strength.

Faith can reclaim deserts as well as move mountains.