“You're in a horse race but you're thinking like a sheep. Sheep don't win horse races.”

“I became known as Lily Casey, the mustang-breaking, poker-playing, horse-race-winning schoolmarm of Coconino County, and it wasn't half bad to be in place where no one had a problem with a woman having a moniker like that.”

“Horses were never wrong. They always did what they did for a reason, and it was up to you to figure it out.”

“Living there [Horse Mesa] was like living in a natural cathedral. Waking up every morning, you walked outside and looked down at the blue lake, then up at the sandstone cliffs--those awe-inspiring layers of red and yellow rock shaped over the millennia, with dozens of black-streaked crevices that temporarily became waterfalls after rainstorms.”

“If you get down, all you need to do is act like you're feeling good, and next thing you know, you are.”

“You're not supposed to laugh at your own father. Ever.”

“People worried too much about their children. Suffering when you're young is good for you. It immunized your body and soul...”