Quotes About Buffalo

Before I can slip through the shadow in the back of the vault, a couple of shots hit me in the chest. The armor stops them, but the force is like being hit by a reasonably large buffalo. It knocks me backward into the shadow.

They say, "How are you feeling?" "Like I got gored by a water buffalo shot out of one of those circus cannons they use for clowns. You know the ones?" They smile. "Yeah. I've seen them." "How is that even a job? What do you put on your taxes? 'Clown gunner'?" Janet laughs a little. "It's good to see you your own ridiculous self again.

How would you like to be the agent for the hottest swing musician in the world?" he asks. "Who is it — Nero and his fiddle?" I crack. But he doesn't bend. "No, this is the genuine jive," he tells me. "A hep Joe from Buffalo. A walkie-talkie from Milwaukee. Strictly a mutt from Connecticut.

If the buffalo herd was a large one, sometimes the train would stop for an hour or so, the conductor, engineer, and entire crew joining the passengers in the sport. An

We must live near the buffalo or starve.

We are only little herds of buffalo left scattered; the great herds that once covered the prairies are no more. See!—the white men are like the locusts when they fly so thick that the whole sky is a snowstorm.

When I was at Washington the Great White Father told me that all the Comanche land was ours, and that no one should hinder us in living upon it. So, why do you ask us to leave the rivers, and the sun, and the wind, and lie in houses? Do not ask us to give up the buffalo for the sheep. The young men have heard talk of this, and it has made them sad and angry. Do not speak of it more…' - Parra-Wa-Samen (Ten Bears) of the Yamparika Comanches

To be selected was an honor, and in respect of the family member chosen to run, families held feasts and gave away prized beaver coats, quilled tobacco bags and buffalo hides.

A people without history is like wind on the buffalo grass.

I drifted into acting. My grandfather had a house in Buffalo in which there was a stage, and his friends met every two weeks or so to put on plays. So it was natural for me to put on plays, too, when I went to boarding school. I put on everything in the drama - I was indiscriminate. I put on Yeats and Shaw and Lady Gregory.

It was my effort, in depicting the West, to depict it as it was.

Buffalo meat tastes just as delicious as red meat, but it comes much leaner. Because of its leanness, it also cooks more quickly.

I went to an inner-city school in Buffalo. We had no money. But our teachers believed in hands-on active learning - there was a mandatory science fair, which was critical.

According to a report in the New York Times of November 16, 1999, recent research suggests that even without the white hunters, the buffalo would have become extinct. Among the factors involved in the decline of the species:

affinity for William F. Cody, who lived most of his adult life in Nebraska. My father, George W. Carter, could have seen Buffalo Bill's Wild West when it came to Omaha in August 1908.

and biographies of him have appeared at irregular intervals ever since. A search of "Buffalo Bill Cody

Tho was Buffalo Bill Cody? Most people know, at the very least, that he was a hero of the Old West, like Daniel Boone, Davy Crockett, and

year's show had been heavy with shooting acts, but, in fact, despite Nate Salsbury's criticisms of the Cody-Carver ensemble, the program wasn't much changed. The buffalo chase had replaced the unfortunate attempt to ride buffalo. The reviewer for the Spirit of the Times wrote: "The only artistic interest in the show is that it seems to

Buffalo Bill. In this context, Cody was often called "the last of the great scouts." Some are also aware that he was an enormously popular showman, creator and star

Soon the whites would come, of course, but what he was seeing was a moment between, not the plains as they had been, or as they would be, but a moment of true emptiness, with thousands of miles of grass resting unused, occupied only by remnants—of the buffalo, the Indians, the hunters.

In June of 1955 I graduated from Bennett High School in Buffalo, New York. The school was named after one Lewis J. Bennett, and you now know as much about the man as I ever did. Having one's name on something enduring—a school, a bridge, a building—is thought to provide immortality of a sort, but if that's immortality, well, I'm with

I write for the beauty of the printed word"from PREFACE to BIPOLAR BUFFALO

I come from Eastside Buffalo and prison cells. That's the beauty about hip-hop. It just brings everybody together.

I had an opportunity to work for the US Department of Probation in Buffalo.