“I hear you’re a medicine man. I heard you are a singer of the Blessing Way. Is that right?” Chee looked slightly stubborn. “Yes sir,” he said. “I would like to ask you to sing one for me,” Leaphorn said.” — Tony Hillerman Copy Share Image
“But if I'd known I was going to live so damn long, I'd have taken better care of myself.” — Tony Hillerman Copy Share Image
A writer is like a bag lady going through life with a sack and a pointed stick collecting stuff. — Tony Hillerman Copy Share Image
The first Chapter Law is, "Don't spend much time on it. You're going to have to rewrite it." — Tony Hillerman Copy Share Image
Everything is connected. The wing of the corn beetle affects the direction of the wind, the way the sand drifts, the way the light… — Tony Hillerman Copy Share Image
An author knows his landscape best; he can stand around, smell the wind, get a feel for his place. — Tony Hillerman Copy Share Image
“Someone had been digging. Someone had been looting. A pot hunter. A Thief of Time.” — Tony Hillerman Copy Share Image
Although I wasn't able to get a visa for Vietnam, I was able to talk with swift boat veterans to get a feel for… — Tony Hillerman Copy Share Image
Thoughts, and words that spring from them, bend the individual's reality. To speak of death is to invite it. To think of sorrow is… — Tony Hillerman Copy Share Image
