“What became of her?” “Her?” Buffalo furrowed his brow. “Let's see, now. She was the one” — Louis L'Amour Copy Share Image
When at the typewriter I am no longer where I site but am away across the mountains, in ancient cities or on the Great Plains among the buffalo. Often I think of what pitiful fools are those who use mind-altering… — Louis L'Amour Copy Share Image
We are, finally, all wanderers in search of knowledge. Most of us hold the dream of becoming something better than we are, something larger,… — Louis L'Amour Copy Share
Out here you better have a gun, and a gun in the wagon ain't good for nothin'. I believe what the old Quaker said,… — Louis L'Amour Copy Share
“I will go with you, and when you make your camp, I will cook your meat, and when you wish to sleep, I will… — Louis L'Amour Copy Share
Men strive for peace, but it is their enemies that give them strength, and I think if man no longer had enemies, he would… — Louis L'Amour Copy Share
There will come a time when you believe everything is finished. Yet that will be the beginning. — Louis L'Amour Copy Share
“Destarte! How musical! What does it mean?” “You can’t say it except in Mescalero. It means Morning, but that isn’t what it means, either.… — Louis L'Amour Copy Share
“Must one seek something? I seek to be seeking, as I learn to be learning. Each book is an adventure as is each day’s… — Louis L'Amour Copy Share
A man in his life may have many teachers, some most unexpected. The question lies with the man himself: Will he learn from them? — Louis L'Amour Copy Share
“Like I say, I killed a man or two but I'm no thief. My ma raised me better.” — Louis L'Amour Copy Share
