Quotes About Colorado

When I went to university in Colorado, I was encouraged to write very innovative, experimental things, and some of the short stories in 'Bearded Ladies' are a little bit experimental.

Enrollment in Colorado is expected to expand about 25 percent in seven years. It's very difficult to find those additional funds. Therefore, I think you're probably going to have increased pressure on tuition.

I was just this kid from Colorado studying theater, and suddenly I was on a hit TV show.

My goal as governor is for Colorado to have the cleanest air and the cleanest water in the country, and to be a model for the nation in using clean, renewable sources of energy.

Mitch's father's exclusive gated community had an extensive guard gate. In fact, it had two. It also had an electrified fence. And towers with armed guards. All things considered, few gated communities could be more exclusive than the Colorado State Penitentiary.

You don't need missionaries in Colorado; you got Colorado.

I was a graduate assistant at Colorado State, and I think we got $550 a month.

One good thing about this place, you got all the hot water you want, and no Mickey Mouse on the housekeeping. Now, if they could just turn the fucking heat on at night-- Where the hell are we? Colorado. I know that much. Not much else, though.

Taos is] a high, wise, sage-covered plain. In the evening, with the sun at your back, it looks like an ocean, like water. The color up there is different . . . the blue-green of the sage and mountains, the wildflowers in bloom. It's a different kind of color from any I'd ever seen---there's nothing like that in north Texas or even in Colorado. And it's not just the color that attracted me either The world is so wide up there, so big.

I grew up in Colorado - went back there, tried to heal myself and grow and learn, then got a call that David Lynch wanted me to fly back to Seattle so he could meet me for Twin Peaks.

I am proud to place Tercio Red River into a conservation easement forever protecting this spectacular landscape with Colorado Open Lands.

Each year, millions of skiers come to Colorado to experience its superb emergency medical facilities.

Growing up in Denver, I'm sure it started with loving the Colorado mountains.

In my native Boulder County, Colorado, the fracking fanatics are out in force. They are marching door-to-door, petitions and mythology in hand, and they are storming city council and county commissioner meetings.

As a ski bum and someone who came up in a ski bum family, I understand the essence of what Colorado is all about.

I'm somebody who has a military background, grew up in Colorado Springs, and has been a Colorado resident basically since I was two and a half.

In Colorado Springs there's nothing to do but look at the mountains and box.

I covered hockey for a few years in the late '90s and early 2000s for the 'Colorado Springs Gazette,' and I covered the Avalanche for some of the glory years. I've done hockey off and on as a sportswriter but never played it.

I'm happy every time I stand up in court and say, 'George Brauchler for the people of Colorado...' I take no shame in that; I take pride in that. My mom took pride in being an attorney, too.

I don't believe that the science is settled on man-made climate change. And so - while I live in Colorado - you see where I live. I love the environment. And - and I want to make sure we do everything we can to protect the environment. I don't want government to put artificial standards on us.

It's no coincidence that the increases in suicides and toxicology rates with THC in Colorado teens are correlated. As a mother, I want the world to know my son isn't just a statistic. He mattered. There is a reason Johnny died—and it is marijuana.

first heard the song "Tuxedo Junction" in 1941. I was an MP in Colorado, pulling guard duty at Lowry Field for the Army Air Corps. Most people think it was Glenn Miller who first made that song famous, but it was a black bandleader named Erskine Hawkins.

Not far back into the foothills from Colorado Springs begins the Garden of the Gods — a wonderland fitly named. Here, walled in by rock-bound peaks, is a wild glen of 2000 acres, and in it, amid the murmuring pines, a hundred colossal towers and castles, pinnacles and battlements hewn by time from the deep red sandstone.

Have you ever been to Colorado? I frowned. Is that one of those square ones, in the middle?