Quotes by Zane Grey

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Jealousy is an unjust and stifling thing. more...

Where I was raised a woman's word was law. I ain't quite outgrowed that yet. more...

Love of man for woman-love of woman for man. That's the nature, the meaning, the best of life itself. more...

If I fished only to capture fish, my fishing trips would have ended long ago. more...

Realism is death to me. I cannot stand life as it is. more...

I will see this game of life out to its bitter end more...

Fishing is a condition of the mind wherein one cannot have a bad time. more...

So it was in him, then - an inherited fighting instinct, a driving intensity to kill. more...

Adam Larey gazed with hard and wondering eyes down the silent current of the red river upon which he meant to drift away into the desert. more...

At the end of a dry, uphill ride over barren country Jean Isbel unpacked to camp at the edge of the cedars where a little rocky canon, green with willow and cottonwood, promised water and grass. more...

At sunset hour the forest was still, lonely, sweet with tang of fir and spruce, blazing in gold and red and green; and the man who glided on under the great trees seemed to blend with the colors and, disappearing, to have become a part of the wild woodland. more...

For some reason the desert scene before Lucy Bostil awoke varying emotions - a sweet gratitude for the fullness of her life there at the Ford, yet a haunting remorse that she could not be wholly content - a vague loneliness of soul - a thrill and a fear for the strangely calling future, glorious, unknown. more...

Love grows more tremendously full, swift, poignant, as the years multiply. more...

Love of man for woman - love of woman for man. That's the nature, the meaning, the best of life itself. more...

I arise full of eagerness and energy, knowing well what achievement lies ahead of me. more...

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. more...

I hate birthdays. more...

I am tired. My arm aches. My head boils. My feet are cold. But I am not aware of any weakness. more...

I will see this game of life out to its bitter end. more...

I see so much more than I used to see. The effect has been to depress and sadden and hurt me terribly. more...

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. more...

I must go deeper and even stronger into my treasure mine and stint nothing of time, toil, or torture. more...

I wrote for nearly six hours. When I stopped, the dark mood, as if by magic, had folded its cloak and gone away. more...

I love my work but do not know how I write it. more...

Writing was like digging coal. I sweat blood. The spell is on me. more...

I need this wild life, this freedom. more...

The difficulty, the ordeal, is to start. more...

Men may rise on stepping stones of their dead selves to higher things. more...

No one connected intimately with a writer has any appreciation of his temperament, except to think him overdoing everything. more...

The Indian story has never been written. Maybe I am the man to do it. more...

Every once in a while I feel the tremendous force of the novel. But it does not stay with me. more...

I can write best in the silence and solitude of the night, when everyone has retired. more...

I confess that reading proofs is a pleasure. It stimulates and inspires me. more...

Today I began the novel that I determined to be great. more...

What is writing but an expression of my own life? more...

Work is my salvation. It changes my moods. more...

This motion-picture muddle had distracted me from my writing. more...

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. more...

A good rule of angling philosophy is not to interfere with any fishermans ways of being happy, unless you want to be hated. more...

There was never an angler who lived but that there was a fish capable of taking the conceit out of him. more...

Fishermen, no matter what supreme good fortune befalls them, cannot ever be absolutely satisfied. It is a fundamental weakness of intellect. more...

Far away Tongariro! Green - white thundering Athabasca river of New Zealand! I vowed I would come again down across the Pacific to fish in the swift cold waters of this most beautiful and famous of trout streams. It is something to have striven. It is much to have kept your word. more...

Before exulatation had vanished, I felt as if I had been granted a marvellous privilege. Out of the inscrutable waters a beautiful fish had somehow leaped to show me fleetingly the life and spirit of his element. more...

At the end of the day faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. Its like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. And its not so important happy ever after, just that its happy right now. See once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you , and once in a while people may even take your breath away. more...

Never insult seven men when all your packing is a six-shooter. more...

There are always greater fish than you have caught, always the lure of greater task and achievement, always the inspiration to seek, to endure, to find. more...

Adam Larey gazed with hard and wondering eyes down the silent current of the red river upon which he meant to drift away into the desert more...

I hope I have found myself, my work, my happiness - under the light of the western skies. more...

I am full of fire and passion. I am not ready yet for great concentration and passion. more...

I did not have one bad spell during writing - an unprecedented record. more...

It was a decent New Year's, but it took a million officers to make it so. more...

There are hours when I must force the novel out of my mind and be interested in the children. more...

Late in June the vast northwestern desert of wheat began to take on a tinge of gold, lending an austere beauty to that endless, rolling, smooth world of treeless hills, where miles of fallow ground and miles of waving grain sloped up to the far-separated homes of the heroic men who had conquered over sage and sand. more...

We'll use a signal I have tried and found far-reaching and easy to yell. Waa-hoo! more...

It was the elision of the weaker element-the survival of the fittest; and some, indeed very many, mothers must lose their sons that way. more...


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