“In the person of Quanah Parker, an extraordinary man in whom the blood of two strong peoples flowed, the Lone Star and the Comanche Moon at last found common ground.”
“There are two kinds of blood, the blood that flows in the veins and the blood that flows out of them.”
“And men said that the blood of the stars flowed in her veins”
“...Hard people are weak people whom nobody wants, and the strong, caring little whether they are wanted or not, have alone that meekness which the common herd mistake for weakness.”
“How much blood was being made to flow for that last show of elegance?”
“In sleep, my sister and I found a common breath. In dreams, we knew the moon.”