Great numbers of the Indians pass our camp on their hunting excursions: the day was clear and pleasant, but last night was very cold and there was a white frost.

A clear cold morning with high wind: we caught in a trap a large gray wolf, and last night obtained in the same way a fox who had for some time infested the neighbourhood of the fort.

As we passed on, it seemed those scenes of visionary enchantment would never have an end.

I am no coward; but I am so strong, so hard to die.

As I have always held it a crime to anticipate evils, I will believe it a good comfortable road until I am compelled to believe differently.

The musquetos continue to infest us in such manner that we can scarcely exist. My dog even howls with the torture he experiences.

The weather was fine and moderate. The hunters all returned, having killed during their absence three elk, four deer, two porcupines, a fox and a hare.

Captain Clarke who had gone out yesterday with eighteen men to bring in the meat we had killed the day before, and to continue the hunt, came in at twelve o'clock.

On the acquisition of Louisiana, in the year 1803, the attention of the government of the United States, was early directed towards exploring and improving the new territory.

The day cold and fair with a high easterly wind: we were visited by two Indians who gave us an account of the country and people near the Rocky mountains where they had been.

A woman brought her child with an abscess in the lower part of the back, and offered as much corn as she could carry for some medicine; we administered to it of course very cheerfully.

I am philosophical Christ

I’ll give you one chance to run, but may your shoulder always whisper in your ear…“It’s best to watch out for men, like me.

We are in the first age since the dawn of civilization in which people have dared to think it practicable to make the benefits of civilization available to the whole human race.

The proof that you know something is that you are able to teach it

Optimists are happier in life for a reason.

I wasn't driven. I just really loved what I did.

And what is a stage dad, or a stage mom? It's someone who's protective. That's all.

As musicians, and as people who sell material for people to hear and absorb, it's important that we use that voice wisely.

Without the gospel we hate ourselves instead of our sin.

There is only one serious question. And that is: Who knows how to make love stay? Answer me that and I will tell you whether or not to kill yourself.