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
“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
