Quotes from Lady's Life in the Rocky Mountains

“I sat down and knitted for some time - my usual resource under discouraging circumstances.”
― Isabella L. Bird, quote from Lady's Life in the Rocky Mountains

“Yet, after all, they were not bad souls; and though he failed so grotesquely, he did his incompetent best.”
― Isabella L. Bird, quote from Lady's Life in the Rocky Mountains

“In traveling, there is nothing like dissecting people's statements, which are usually colored by their estimate of the powers or likings of the person spoken to, making all reasonable inquiries, and then pertinaciously but quietly carrying out one's own plans.”
― Isabella L. Bird, quote from Lady's Life in the Rocky Mountains

“I dreamt of bears so vividly that I woke with a furry death hug at my throat, but feeling quite refreshed.”
― Isabella L. Bird, quote from Lady's Life in the Rocky Mountains

“For the benefit of other lady travelers, I wish to explain that my "Hawaiian riding dress" is the "American Lady's Mountain Dress," a half-fitting jacket, a skirt reaching to the ankles, and full Turkish trousers gathered into frills falling over the boots,—a thoroughly serviceable and feminine costume for mountaineering and other rough traveling, as in the Alps or any other part of the world. I. L. B. (Author's note to the second edition, November 27, 1879.) Once”
― Isabella L. Bird, quote from Lady's Life in the Rocky Mountains

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“Now that it’s too late, now that I lie here dying on this bloodstained sand, I finally get it.

I understand, now.

I understand. I know what he meant. My father told me that to know
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It’s you.

All of you who sit in comfort and watch me die, who see the twitch of
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“I suggest you back the f*ck off,” I mutter.
Zach smirks. > “Hey, you’re the one that left her here with me.”
“What are you guys talking about?” Rachel asks.
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