If you haven't read The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls, I would recommend it. It is a memoir of a really crazy life by the author, who was raised in seemingly chosen abject poverty by an alcoholic father and head-crazy mother and toted around the southwest (Arizona, California and Nevada) and then in West Virginia. It's a super easy and fast read and really mesmerizing. This next book, also by the author, is not a sequel, but is about her maternal grandmother's life primarily as a rancher around New Mexico and northern Arizona and is just as intriguing and great a read.
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You can because you have to.
Mom called it the vapors and said it was a sign of her high breeding and delicate nature. I thought it was a sign the corset made it hard to breathe.
Most important thing in life... is learning how to fall.
Never blame the horse. It's just something they learned along the way. And horses aren't dumb. They know what they need to know. Matter of fact, I always figured horses are smarter than they let on. Kind of like the Indians who pretend they can't speak English because no good ever came from talking with the Anglos.
No matter how much he hated or feared the future, it was coming, and there was only one way to deal with it; by climbing aboard.
When someone's wounded, the first order of business is to stop the bleeding. You can figure out later how best to help them heal.
...you can get so used to certain luxuries that you start to think they're necessities, but when you have to forgo them, you come to see that you don't need them after all.
Animals act like they hate to be penned up, but the fact is, they don't know what to do with freedom. And a lot of times it kills them.
You ride, you got to know how to fall, and you drive, you got to know how to crash.
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