Where I Was Raised A Woman's Word

Recipe For Greatness - To Bear Up Under Loss; To Fight The Bitterness Of Defeat And The Weakness Of Grief; To Be Victor Over Anger; To Smile When Tears Are Close; To Resist Disease And Evil Men And Base Instincts; To Hate Hate And To Love Love; To Go On When It Would Seen Good To Die; To Look Up With Unquenchable Faith In Something Ever More About To Be. That Is What Any Man Can Do, And Be Great.

I Need This Wild Life, This Freedom.

The Indian Story Has Never Been Written. Maybe I Am The Man To Do It.

I Hope I Have Found Myself, My Work, My Happiness - Under The Light Of The Western Skies.

Jealously Was An Unjust And Stifling Thing.