Strange how it was always the spoiled who weakened and cried first, and it was the injured, the maimed, the blind, and the poor who fought on alone. — Louis L'Amour Copy Share Image
The fact of the matter is that poor men do not often steal, and when they do, it is petty theft, something to eat or perhaps an item of clothing to keep them from the cold. Thieves are usually those… — Louis L'Amour Copy Share Image
“If you play games with men,” he replied, “you’ll play by men’s rules.” — 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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
There will come a time when you believe everything is finished. Yet that will be the beginning. — Louis L'Amour Copy Share Image
“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 Image
