What a man wants to do he generally can do if he wants to badly enough.
I really learned how to write from Robert Louis Stevenson, Anthony Trollope, and de Maupassant.
To live in a city, one must be larger than one's environment or enjoy belonging to the crowd.
The idea of education has been so tied to schools, universities, and professors that many assume there is no other way, but education is available to anyone within reach of a library, a post office, o...
One learns to adapt to the land in which one lives.
When a man is one of a kind, he will be lonely wherever he is.
Lie to a liar, for lies are his coin; steal from a thief, for that is easy; lay a trap for the trickster and catch him at the first attempt, but beware of an honest man. (said by the author to be a So...
Knowledge was not meant to be locked behind doors. It breathes best in the open air where all men can inhale its essence.
Kill him? Would that be it? No man knew better than he the tricks that Destiny plays on a man, or how often the right man dies at the wrong time and place. A man never wore a gun without inviting trou...
You can make laws against weapons but they will be observed only by those who don't intend to use them anyway. The lawless can always smuggle or steal or even make a gun. By refusing to wear a gun you...
Can you see the future, Kerbouchard?Who would wish to? Our lives hold a veil between anticipation and horror. Anticipation is the carrot suspended before the jackass to keep him moving forward. Horror...
A journey is time suspended.
He might never really do what he said but at least he had it in mind. He had somewhere to go.
Men strive for peace but it is their enemies that give them strength and I think if man no longer had enemies he would have to invent them for his strength only grows from struggle.
A man shares his days with hunger thirst and cold with the good times and the bad and the first part of being a man is to understand that.
Yol Bolsun (May there be a road) [Louis L'Amour}
Without books we should very likely be a still-primitive people living in the shadow of traditions that faded with years until only a blur remained, and different memories would remember the past in d...
People only talk about how wonderful youth is when they have forgotten how hard it was.
Indeed, I find that distance lends perspective and I often write better of a place when I am some distance from it. One can be so overwhelmed by the forest as to miss seeing the trees.
There can be no living together without understanding, and understanding means compromise. Compromise is not a dirty word, it is the cornerstone of civilization, just as politics is the art of making...