In the decline of the day, near Kentucky river, as we ascended the brow of a small hill, a number of Indians rushed out of a thick cane-brake upon us, and made us prisoners.

I have never been lost, but I will admit to being confused for several weeks.

It isn't how you die. It's what you live for.

All you need for happiness is a good gun, a good horse, and a good wife.

The religion I have to love and fear God, believe in Jesus Christ, do all the good to my neighbor, and myself that I can, do as little harm as I can help, and trust on God's mercy for the rest.

A zeal for the defence of their country led these heroes to the scene of action, though with a few men to attack a powerful army of experienced warriors.

In this time the enemy began to undermine our fort, which was situated sixty yards from Kentucky River.

Heaven must be a Kentucky kind of place.

Fear is the spice that makes it interesting to go ahead.

No, I never did get lost, but I was bewildered for three days once.

I've opened the way for others to make fortunes, but a fortune for myself was not what I was after.

Jesus did not dispute [Satan] . . . our Lord quoted Scripture, and that’s one thing the devil can’t stand! The Scripture defeats him every time.

You're something, alright." I laughed into his bare chest, my eyes closing. "I'm your something..." His voice trailed off into a wisper as I drifted off.

God never made a promise that was too good to be true.

Not on the stage alone, in the world also, a man's real character comes out best in his asides.

[Albert Camus] always held a profound commitment [engagement], a real resistance to all totalitarianism.

My administration inherited many problems across government and across the economy. To be honest, I inherited a mess.

When it comes to little girls, God the father has nothing on father, the god. It's an awesome responsibility.

I am provocative, and I admit this. It isn't as if I'm only on the receiving end, a poor, frail little creature. I can be thoroughly nasty when I get going, and I don't pull my punches.

The history of an oppressed people is hidden in the lies and the agreed myth of its conquerors.

Pierrot le Fou is something I keep coming back to. Its so surreal but still really engaging - it proves narratives within narratives are a landscape that can be pursued well.