Quotes from Louis L'Amour

go. It was close enough, yet out of sight of the station.

that was where he came from

Never did a tree fall That did I not feel a pang For rightly said when they are non man will be gone.. For The very air is replenished by them trees When they are gone the air will thicken and we all will die Will become rubbles our forts and tower.. Only weeds and stones to cover The unsightly mounds we leave.. -Lonesome Gods

Information is power.

the world has always needed is more heretics and less authority.

standing there, looking about. He reached into his vest pocket and took out his watch, glanced at it, then returned it to his pocket and walked back to his office. Jordy Neff was waiting

There are things a man learns about the cold, and the first one is never to work up a sweat, for when a sweating man slows down or stops the sweat freezes inside his clothing, forming a thin coating of ice near the skin. After that, unless one finds shelter quickly, it is only a matter of time.

told himself. He might

It is doubtful that any author could be as at home in the world re-created in his novels as Louis Dearborn L'Amour. Not only could

Up to a point a man's life is shaped by environment, heredity, and movements and changes in the world about him; then there comes a time when it lies within his grasp to shape the clay of his life into the sort of thing he wishes to be. Only the weak blame parents, their race, their times, lack of good fortune, or the quirks of fate. Everyone has it within his power to say, this I am today, that I shall be tomorrow.

What few realize is that no writer is free to write exactly as he might wish. He is guided, to a great extent, by the tastes of readers and by the choices of editors. Of course, one can write whatever one wishes, but unless it conforms to the tastes of the public at the time, it will stay right on the author's shelf.

There are things a man learns about the cold, and the first one is never to work up a sweat, for when a sweating man slows down or stops the sweat freezes inside his clothing, forming a thin coating of ice near the skin. After that, unless one finds shelter quickly, it is only a matter of time. He had also learned not to dress too heavily, but to wear the garments loose so they form a cushion of warm air next to the body.

tawny-headed man

Candide by Voltaire

I'd know that odor anywhere! The smell of graves opened! Old graves! Of bodies long dead!" Pausing

His horse was big and strong and fast.

MRS. BREYDON, TEMPLE Boone has assured us

Those who pursued me were dead, and some future traveler could mark their trail by their whitening bones and the sound of a desert wind moaning in their empty rib cages.

Then a wayward glance from a lass, a moment of red, bursting fury from a stranger, a blow given and a blow returned, and all that might have been my life vanished like a fog upon the fens beneath a summer sun.

He must have been insane, he thought, not to be overcome in spirit. But he was not. He felt loss of something, some kind of sensation he ought to have had. But he rode that race keener and better than any race he had ever before ridden.

A burned-out, hobble-footed wreck of a cowboy! but, strangely, there were those at the ranch who learned to love him. They knew his story.

You would be wise he agreed, To go to Cordoba or Toledo. The best of all things is to learn. Money can be lost or stolen, health and strength may fail, but what you have committed to your mind is forever.

We accept the familiar and the usual. We are comfortable with it. We do not want our nice three-dimensional world shattered. We enjoy our certainty, and even Einstein shied from the erratic world of the quantum theory. It suggested a chaos with which he was not prepared to deal.

But the young men of all tribes were eager to take scalps and the prestige that followed.