Mary Austin Quotes

Over the tops of it, beginning to dusk under a young white moon, trailed a wavering ghost of smoke, and at the end of it I came upon the Pocket Hunter making a dry camp in the friendly scrub.

People would be surprised to know how much I learned about prayer from playing poker.

The manner of the country makes the usage of life there, and the land will not be lived in except in its own fashion.

This is the sense of the desert hills, that there is room enough and time enough.

I suppose no man becomes a pocket hunter by first intention.