“This Comanche cannot change his face.” “And I can’t change mine.” — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You belong to me. Forever, for always! Within you is my seed. A Comanche man does not give up his woman.” — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
You were like a fucking commando! You were a comanche warrior. -Peter Highman — Due Date Copy Share Image
“He was a Comanche, first, last, and always. Yet she had come to him.” — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“What does the paint say?” she asked. “That this Comanche rides for war.” — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Then this Comanche will wait. Until the Great Ones lead you in a great circle back to him.” — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“It is not the way of a Comanche to beat his woman,” he rasped. “Just as it is not his way to… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“It will be well. My people will accept. You are one with them now, the wife of a warrior. In time, you… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“We will meet again. I will come to you like the wind, from nowhere. Remember the face of this Comanche. I am… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“If you flee, this Comanche will follow you. Anyone who tries to keep you from me will die. Think long and hard… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“In the person of Quanah Parker, an extraordinary man in whom the blood of two strong peoples flowed, the Lone Star and… — Thomas W. Knowles Copy Share Image
“In a battle which might interest scholars of modern urban warfare, the Conduit Street Comanche whipped the tar out of an irregular… — Kim Newman Copy Share Image
“Unlike the white, billions of whom shared the same handful of names, all interchangeable in the end, a Comanche name lived and… — Philipp Meyer Copy Share Image
“A Comanche don’t wear a wolf sign unless he’s somebody important. The wolf is sacred to ’em, their brother. No woman would… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
Signal smokes, war drums, feathered bonnets against the western sky. New messiahs, young leaders are ready to hurl the finest light cavalry… — Frank Nugent Copy Share Image
“She is the woman. Already, part of the prophecy has come to pass, eh? Her voice has been returned to her.” “And… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Blue Eyes, you will drink?” Loretta waved him away. A long silence settled over them. Then Hunter grasped her chin and forced… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“But if she has ever had a thought that did not in some way involve herself, I have not heard of it.… — Philipp Meyer Copy Share Image
“I’m here if you need an ear. You can count on me.” With that, she left the loft. Loretta wrapped her arms… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You make a smile inside me, that is why I want you. The way a man wants his wife.” He ran a… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“His gentleness and concern touched her. “It isn’t that bad, truly. If you want to--” Heat flooded her cheeks as the impropriety… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I swear it before God--I’ll eat and I’ll stay beside you, forever into the horizon.” “You will not fight the great fight?”… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“When the wind blows, the sapling bends, the flowers lie low against the earth, the grass is flattened.” He thumped his chest… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You sure are a purty thing,” he murmured, his voice husky. “I bet that buck of yours’ll be hot on our trail… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Now you will show this Comanche how good you play number one fiddle, yes?” “I--” Loretta’s mouth went as dry as dust… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Why bother with me? Why not find yourself an Indian woman?” “It is you I want.” He brushed his knuckles along the… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“ The Prophecy From the place where the sun rises, there will come to the People a great warrior who will stand… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Loretta opened her eyes and gazed up at her Comanche husband through a haze of longing. By degrees her pulse slowed, and… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“To her horror, the man lifted the edge of the robe to look at her shoulder. Frantic, she jerked at the leather… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Let the tosi tivo find the lots of land, plenty for all, and plant dead trees there. This is Comanche land, and… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I am Comanche, yes? A mo-cho-rook , cruel one. This is what you run from? A heathen. A man who will beat… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Squat, swarthy and powerful, the bandit was a mixture of Comanche and Comanchero bloods, revealing the most sadistic and savage traits of… — Joe Millard Copy Share Image
“torture and killing were as ingrained a part of their lives and beliefs as breathing. Such behavior was expected by the Comanche.” — Rosanne Bittner Copy Share Image
“Hunter, if you leave signs for other Comanche bands, why do white men have so much trouble finding you?” “They are not… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You must also remember the yellow-hair may give you many more children than a Comanche woman. Take care or you could father… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“From the moment she had stepped out from her wooden walls, the path ahead of him had been clearly marked, but he… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“As she left the wagons far behind, she felt more alone than she ever had in her life. Moonlight bathed the flats.… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
