“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 greatest of all the Sioux in my time, or in any time for that matter, was that wonderful old fighting man, Sitting Bull, whose life will some day be written by a historian who can really give him his due.

General Custer was a close observer and student of personal character.

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

Having secured my Indian actors, I started for Baltimore, where I organized my combination, and which was the largest troupe I had yet had on the road.

My debut upon the world’s stage occurred on February 26th, 1845.

As a good horse is not very apt to jump over a bank, if left to guide himself, I let mine pick his own way.

I found Spotted Tail’s lodge. He invited me to enter.

Frontiersmen good and bad, gunmen as well as inspired prophets of the future, have been my camp companions. Thus, I know the country of which I am about to write as few men now living have known it.

Major North has had for years complete power over these Indians and can do more with them than any man living.

But the love of adventure was in father’s blood.

Don’t ever say you are sorry for “being caught in the moment”. Because, at that moment, that is EXACTLY where you wanted to be.

My restless, roaming spirit would not allow me to remain at home very long.

But the West of the old times, with its strong characters, its stern battles and its tremendous stretches of loneliness, can never be blotted from my mind.

The Free State men, myself among them, took it for granted that Missouri was a slave state.

After crossing the Smoky Hill River, I felt comparatively safe as this was the last stream I had to cross.

Stations were built at intervals averaging fifteen miles apart. A rider’s route covered three stations, with an exchange of horses at each, so that he was expected at the beginning to cover close to forty-five miles – a good ride when one must average fifteen miles an hour.

We recognize that all knowledge is mediated through the body and that feeling is a profound source of information about our lives.

I’m not going to change the way I look or the way I feel to conform to anything.

Most of the time I do feel like I need someone else when I’m alone. But I can still get by with just my own company and that makes me a stronger person.

I am not a perfectionist, but I like to feel that things are done well.

I always felt like I was meant to have been born in another era, another time.

I can never be Michael Jackson or do what he did, but he is definitely a good inspiration: I want to give the kids that feeling.

Depression is deadened feeling, which is so very different from feeling sad. Sad hurts but it’s a healthy feeling. It is a necessary thing to feel.

I want to get to the point where people say of my work, that man feels deeply.