“Excitement was plentiful during my two years’ service as a Pony Express rider.”

The Indians kept increasing in numbers until it was estimated that we were fighting from 800 to 1,000 of them.

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

The first trip of the Pony Express was made in ten days – an average of two hundred miles a day. But we soon began stretching our riders and making better time.

We got more provisions for our whiskey than the same money, which we paid for the liquor, would have bought; so after all it proved a very profitable investment.

With the help of a friend I got father into a wagon, when the crowd had gone. I held his head in my lap during the ride home. I believed he was mortally wounded. He had been stabbed down through the kidneys, leaving an ugly wound.

I felt only as a man can feel who is roaming over the prairies of the far West, well armed, and mounted on a fleet and gallant steed.

The cholera had broken out at the post, and five or six men were dying daily.

I began to think that my time had come, as the saying is.

It was because of my great interest in the West, and my belief that its development would be assisted by the interest I could awaken in others, that I decided to bring the West to the East through the medium of the Wild West Show.

Springfield has always had a place in my heart.

I had the best buffalo horse that ever made a track.

My first plan of escape having failed, I now determined upon another.

Washington newspaper men know everything.

I thought I was benefiting the Indians as well as the government, by taking them all over the United States, and giving them a correct idea of the customs, life, etc., of the pale faces, so that when they returned to their people they could make known all they had seen.

The Indians were well mounted and felt proud and elated because they had been made United States soldiers.

Wild Bill was a strange character. In person he was about six feet and one inch in height. He was a Plains-man in every sense of the word.

Passion is passion. It’s the excitement between the tedious spaces, and it doesn’t matter where it’s directed.

Best place to view is from the beach. Excitement guaranteed!

If you are working on something exciting that you really care about, you don’t have to be pushed. The vision pulls you.

Somewhere within you is a purpose, a beautiful purpose that will excite you and fulfill you.

Always work hard on something uncomfortably exciting.

Now and then I miss the excitement about being in the cockpit of an airplane and doing new things.

The message of frustration is an exciting signal. it means that your brain beleives you could be doing better than you currently are.

Dreaming about being an actress is more exciting than being one.