“ Gone. We were out in the country and everything slowed down into rolling hills covered with snow. There were trees, but no leaves, and I could not remember seeing anything so white and clean. Winter i… Gary Paulsen
“ This beginning motion, this first time when a sail truly filled and the boat took life and knifed across the lake under perfect control, this was so beautiful it stopped my breath... Gary Paulsen
“ I sail, run dogs, ride horses, play professional poker and tell stories about the stuff I've been through. And I'm still a romantic; I still want Bambi to make it out of the fire. Gary Paulsen
“ I have a pickup truck. And I prefer to be with dogs or on my sailboat than in a car - actually, more than any other place on Earth. Gary Paulsen
“ There. I've poked my leg, rolled down a bank and been hit in the head with the canoe.All simple things. All fixable things. Gary Paulsen
“ I'm sorry. I was just running them. Running the dogs. I swallowed more soup and looked at the sky. The cold air was so clear the stars seemed to be falling to the ground. Like you could walk right. .… Gary Paulsen
“ I spent uncounted hours sitting at the bow looking at the water and the sky, studying each wave, different from the last, seeing how it caught the light, the air, the wind; watching patterns, the swee… Gary Paulsen
“ All right, he thought, take one thing at a time. Just one thing.I poked my leg with an arrow. There. Good. I pulled the arrow out. My leg still works. It must not have been a broadhead because it didn… Gary Paulsen
“ All of flying is easy. Just takes learning. Like everything else. Like everything else. Gary Paulsen
“ Patience, he thought. So much of this was patience - waiting, and thinking and doing things right. So much of all this, so much of all living was patience and thinking. Gary Paulsen
“ The hatchet. The key to it all. Nothing without the hatchet. Just that would take all his thanks. And Gary Paulsen
“ I'm a teller of stories. I put bloody skins on my back and dance around the fire, and I say what the hunt was like. It's not erudite; it's not intellectual. I sail, run dogs, ride horses, play profess… Gary Paulsen
