Ride your emotions as the shallop rides the waves; don't get upset among them. There are people who enjoy getting swamped emotionally, just as, incredibly, there are people who enjoy getting drunk.

For all the toll the desert takes of a man it gives compensations, deep breaths, deep sleep, and the communion of the stars.

Man is not himself only...He is all that he sees; all that flows to him from a thousand sources...He is the land, the lift of its mountain lines, the reach of its valleys.

Genius . . . arises in the natural, aboriginal concern for the conscious unity of all phenomena.

This is the sense of the desert hills, that there is room enough and time enough

Death by starvation is slow.

Nothing the desert produces expresses it better than the unhappy growth of the tree yuccas

As I walk .. as I walk .. / The universe .. is walking with me .. / Beautifully .. it walks before me .... / Beautifully .. on every side .... / As I walk .. I walk with beauty.

Over the tops of it, beginning to dusk under a young white moon, trailed a wavering ghost of smoke, and at the end of it I came upon the Pocket Hunter making a dry camp in the friendly scrub.

What women have to stand on squarely [is] not their ability to see the world in the way men see it, but the importance and validity of their seeing it in some other way.

The manner of the country makes the usage of life there, and the land will not be lived in except in its own fashion.

Prayer is sacred act for all seasons.

He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips.

I must have truly been under his spell, believing anything is acceptable when you're in love.

I get the impression the English kings were witty, for some reason. I feel like all you had was your wit.

Coming to the Bible through commentaries is much like looking at a landscape through garret windows, over which generations of unmolested spiders have spun their webs.

We might have been - these are but common words, and yet they make the sum of life's bewailing.

Every people, like every person, . . . has a right to be itself.

The myths die hard, especially within the Mafia.

The only consistency is hostility toward Western religion.

If you have the courage to touch life for the first time, you will never know what hit you. Everything man has thought, felt and experienced is gone, and nothing is put in its place.