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dc852be
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Don't you know that I laugh because it is my last defense against tears?
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Jim Fergus |
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how odd to think of one's life not as chapters in a book but as complete volumes, separate and distinct.
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Jim Fergus |
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2d7d217
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that's exactly the good thing about the Injun life--you don't have to stop and think about whether or not you're 'happy'--which in my opinionis a highly overrated human condition invented by white folks
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subsistence
self-reflection
introspection
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Jim Fergus |
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1ba409b
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Your power as a woman, as a mother, is your medicine, and it saved you. Take your courage in that.
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the-power-of-women
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Jim Fergus |
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575e832
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Yet only the atrocities of the conquered are referred to as criminal acts; those of the conqueror are justified as necessary, heroic, and even worse, as the fulfillment of God's will.
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war
indians
west
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Jim Fergus |
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the Sierra, a region so quiet and pristine that we have the sense of being the first human beings ever to set foot in it. We fall silent ourselves in its midst, as if conversation in a place of such primaevl solitude would be like talking in church.
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travel
sierra-madre-mountains
west
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Jim Fergus |
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I, personally, have resolved never to display weakness, to be always strong and firm and forthright, to show neither fear nor uncertainty-- no matter how fearful and uncertain I may be inside; I see no other way to survive this ordeal.
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may-dodd
pioneers-jim-fergus
survival
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Jim Fergus |
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I push him from my mind. This is no act of easy omission on my part; I do not consign him casually to a forgotten past. It is rather an act of will--a kind of self-performed surgery on my soul...the bloodiest of mutilations.
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heartbreak
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Jim Fergus |
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As I squat to pee I look upward at the billions of stars and planets in the heavens and somehow my own insignificance no longer terrifies me as it once did, but comforts me, makes me feel a part, however tiny, of the whole complete and perfect universe. . . and when I die the wind will still blow and the stars still shine, for the place I occupy on earth is no more permanent than the water I now make, absorbed by the the sandy soil, dried i..
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Jim Fergus |
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Ah but Art never fails anyone, magic and medicine may certainly fail, but never Art.
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Jim Fergus |
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bee6e29
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It was our understanding that we were to be instructing them in the ways of the civilized world, not being made beasts of burden, but, as Helen Flight has pointed out, of what use are table manners to those without tables.
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Jim Fergus |
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But others of us believed that the only true happiness our Sara had ever known in her short life on this earth had been among these people. And we wished for her soul to go to the place the Cheyennes called Seano - the place of the dead - which is reached by following the Hanging Road in the Sky, the Milky Way. Here the Cheyennes believe that all the People who have ever died live with their Creator, He'amaveho'e. In Seano they live in vill..
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Jim Fergus |
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can't help but think once again what a foolish, loutish creature is man. Is there another on earth that kills for the pure joy of it?
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Jim Fergus |
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Good-bye, Harry, wherever you may be ... never has it been more clear to me that the part of my life which you occupied is over forever ... I could not be further away from you if I were on the moon ... how odd to think of one's life not as chapters in a book but as complete volumes, separate and distinct.
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Jim Fergus |
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3df27a2
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elicted
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Jim Fergus |
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0ce4153
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The natives have a way of putting it themselves: "the real world behind this one," they call it, suggesting that what we see and understand of the surface world is but a facade, which they are capable of navigating beyond. And so it is that in living among them, such things as shape-shifters, talking bears, men turning into birds and flying, all seem somehow plausible." --
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Jim Fergus |
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1fb7fb4
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My definition of LUNATIC ASYLUM: A place where lunatics are created.
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Jim Fergus |
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86d4b43
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Franchement vu la facon dont j'ai ete traitee par les gens dits "civilises", il me tarde finalement d'aller vivre chez les sauvages."
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amerique
historical-fiction
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Jim Fergus |
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Now we move out again, the horses slipping down off the knoll, following the People, who follow the buffalo, who follow the grass, which springs from the earth.
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Jim Fergus |