Quotes About Wyoming

NOWHERE TO RUN. 1 Three hours after he'd broken camp, repacked, and pushed his horses higher into the mountain range, Wyoming game warden Joe Pickett paused on the lip of a wide hollow basin and dug in his saddlebag for his notebook.

Everywhere I travel around my home state of Wyoming - but also around the country - I continue to hear, 'How can Washington make us buy something we don't want to buy, a product? They can't tell us to buy breakfast cereal or something else - how can they do that?'

Truly landlocked people know they are. Know the occasional Bitter Creek or Powder River that runs through Wyoming; that the large tidy Salt Lake of Utah is all they have of the sea and that they must content themselves with bank, shore, and beach because they cannot claim a coast. And having none, seldom dream of flight.

Wyoming, to Annie, was represented by a blank, bleak space in her imagination. It was a place she could hide. The worst that could happen would be that she would sleep with Daniel and then get eaten by a wolf. She could live with that.

When I come back, we'll pretend like this never happened. We'll head to Wyoming and get back to what we do best.' Annie had no idea what it was that they did best; the two of them together seemed below average in all categories.

No, she decided, she was taking care of him; someone in this family had to make sound decisions, even if they weren't as fascinating in the end, the lack of any explosions, no screaming or crying or psychological scarring. Then she thought of Daniel, growing an impressive beard in Wyoming, writing the most ridiculous bullshit a human could think of, and began to reconsider her judgment regarding potential love interests.

Somewhere else," she said. "Better hurry," the woman on the right said. "Your boyfriend's been in the bathroom for a long time." "He's probably staring at his reflection in the mirror," Annie said. "I know the type," the woman replied. "You don't want to go to Wyoming with a man like that.

At night in this part of the West the stars, as I had seen them in Wyoming, were as big as Roman Candles and as lonely as the Prince who's lost his ancestral home and journeys across the spaces trying to find it again, and knows he never will.

At night in this part of the West the stars, as I had seen them in Wyoming, were as big as Roman Candles and as lonely as the Prince of the Dharma who's lost his ancestral grove and journeys across the spaces between points in the handle of the Big Dipper, trying to find it again.

At night in this part of the West the stars, as I had seen them in Wyoming, are big as Roman Candles and as lonely as the Prince who's lost his ancestral home and journeys across the spaces trying to find it again, and knows he never will.

At night in this part of the West the stars, as I had seen them in Wyoming, were as big as Roman Candles and as lonely as the Prince of the Dharma who's lost his ancestral home and journeys across the spaces trying to find it again, and knows he never will.

I have buddies who say, 'Where are you living ? Wyoming or something? Don't you still have a house in California?' I tell them we live in Idaho, and you can see it on their face and sense it in their voice: 'Um... O... K.'

Has the world gone insane? This kind of thing didn't happen in Wyoming. The horses or cattle never got jealous or murderous." She slid into the backseat of the car, and he followed. "Well, occasionally, one did, but it was easy enough to stop them. We ate the steer that gave us trouble and worked with the horse until it behaved." Giovanni laughed. "Well, I don't think Aaron or the hit man would like it if we ate them.

The end of coal in Appalachia doesn't mean that America is running out of coal (there's plenty left in Wyoming). But it should end the fantasy that coal can be an engine of job creation - the big open pit mines in Wyoming employ a tiny fraction of the number of people in an underground mine in Appalachia.

I once ran across a list of nearly 400 winds from around the world and wondered why Wyoming, so dominated by wind, has so few names for its variations. . . . There's the wind, the damned wind, and the goddamned wind.

Since then I have held many jobs at museums in Colorado and Wyoming. I have also taught summer courses at the University of Colorado.

cahoots being a legal term in Wyoming, see cahooting in the first degree, intent to cahoot, and so on.

Yea, verily, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of deah, I will live forever. If I don't, I sure as hell won't become an unattended death in the state of Wyoming with sheep shit all over me. - Walt Longmire

Central Wyoming was like hell without the flames, an underworld thrust up onto the surface.

Will Claxton could smell trouble brewing a mile away, but tonight he didn't need to go that far. Seated on his favorite bar stool at The Rusty Spur, a run-down watering hole on the outskirts of Willowbend, Wyoming, the place was primed and ready.

I would like to live to a ripe old age and raise watermelons in Wyoming.

In Wyoming, the beauty of our mountains is matched only by the grit of our people.

I identify with Wyoming, I love the state of Wyoming, I love the people. It's a fantastic state - people that live in rugged conditions and who make their living doing things in the outdoors.

The first place in the world to grant female suffrage was Wyoming in 1869, earning it the nickname the Equality State.