Calamity Jane Quotes
While in El Paso, I met Mr. Clinton Burk, a native of Texas, who I married in August 1885.
On October 28th, 1887, I became the mother of a girl baby, the very image of its father, at least that is what he said, but who has the temper of its mother.
When I joined Custer I donned the uniform of a soldier. It was a bit awkward at first but I soon got to be perfectly at home in men's clothes.
We were ordered out to quell an uprising of the Indians, and were out for several days, had numerous skirmishes during which six of the soldiers were killed and several severely wounded.
I left Montana in Spring of 1866, for Utah, arriving at Salt Lake city during the summer.
I was in Deadwood at the time and on hearing of the killing made my way at once to the scene of the shooting and found that my friend had been killed by McCall.
Left the ranch in 1883, went to California, going through the States and territories, reached Ogden the latter part of 1883, and San Francisco in 1884.
Ain’t nothing scarier than someone with nothing.
I appreciate your thinking on me, marshal, but ain’t no trouble of his what ain’t trouble of mine, too.
not knowing what I needed to do or where I needed to go, I knew all the same that I was going in the right direction.
The terrible price of living, ain’t it? To live through others dying?
Can’t count on no miracles. Sometimes, you just got to have a plan.
what I like and what I need’s two different things.
Was Jane now. All Jane. Come calamity or come calm, was myself and none else.
Was still between Martha and Jane, then, I was. Between the girl I was and who I wanted to be.
Was like the Green Man said, some you got to put to the bullet. Some to the tongue. Often the latter, with me. But some, you just got to put behind you.
Ain’t no good ever comes of it, if you ain’t steering yourself.
wasn’t no bit of me willing to ride shotgun to my own funeral.
But tell you true, I honestly didn’t think nothing about the Green Man beefing that posse. Was just men and the world’s full of them.
Maybe I’d lost something. Maybe I’d lost a lot—more, even, than I could suffer—but I still had my own self. And lonesome as I might be, wasn’t no force on Earth or from above what could make me less.
But wasn’t time for what was. Was time to settle up the future.
