“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.”

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

Major North and myself went out in advance of the command several miles and killed a number of buffaloes.

We had avoided discovery by the Sioux scouts, and we were confident of giving them a complete surprise.

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 mind commands the body and is instantly obeyed. The mind commands itself and meets resistance.

Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams.

Go back and take care of yourself. Your body needs you, your feelings need you, your perceptions need you. Your suffering needs you to acknowledge it. Go home and be there for all these things.

I drink a lot of coconut water. It balances out all the other toxic stuff I put into my body.

Regarding the fitness craze: America has lost its soul; now it’s trying to save its body.

It is more necessary for the soul to be cured than the body; for it is better to die than to live badly.

Breathing in, I calm body and mind. Breathing out, I smile. Dwelling in the present moment I know this is the only moment.

Kisses all on her body, she tells me live in the moment.