Zane Grey Quotes
Top 74 wise famous quotes and sayings by Zane Grey
Zane Grey Famous Quotes & Sayings
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Likewise he believed that men wandering or lost in the wilderness often reversed that brutal order of life and became noble, wonderful, super-human.
Oh, Glenn!--forgive--me! " she faltered. "I was only--talking. What do I know? Oh, I am blind--blind and little!
There was never an angler who lived but that there was a fish capable of taking the conceit out of him.
These critics who crucify me do not guess the littlest part of my sincerity. They must be burned in a blaze. I cannot learn from them.
Love of man for woman - love of woman for man. That's the nature, the meaning, the best of life itself.
Did not at first give vague disappointment, a confounding of reality, a disenchantment of contrast with what the mind had conceived.
An awful sense of her deadness, of her soul-blighting selfishness, began to dawn upon her as something monstrous out of dim, gray obscurity.
I must go deeper and even stronger into my treasure mine and stint nothing of time, toil, or torture.
Jack had met me half-way that would have been better for him. An' for me, because I get good out of helpin' any one." His
Once he had said to her that a man should never be judged by the result of his labors, but by the nature of his effort.
With distrust came suspicion and with suspicion came fear, and with fear came hate--and these, in already distorted minds, inflamed a hell.
I wrote for nearly six hours. When I stopped, the dark mood, as if by magic, had folded its cloak and gone away.
Fishermen, no matter what supreme good fortune befalls them, cannot ever be absolutely satisfied. It is a fundamental weakness of intellect.
perhaps he and this man, alone on the desert, driven there by life's mysterious and remorseless motive, were to see each other through God's eyes. His
What makes life worth living? Better surely, to yield to the stain of suicide blood in me and seek forgetfulness in the embrace of cold dark death.
Unless you begin to control your temper, to forget yourself, to kill your wild impulses, to be kind, to learn what love is--you'll never last!...
I am waiting to plunge down, to shatter and crash, roar and boom, to bury your trail, and close forever the outlet to Deception Pass!
A good rule of angling philosophy is not to interfere with any fishermans ways of being happy, unless you want to be hated.
I see so much more than I used to see. The effect has been to depress and sadden and hurt me terribly.
The narrator finds that as a maturing character grows in stature before her friends that she sees less stature while evaluating herself.
No one connected intimately with a writer has any appreciation of his temperament, except to think him overdoing everything.