Old Surehand Quotes

“You guys know the land, so I won’t describe the ride in detail.”
― Karl May, Old Surehand

“He used to be a cowboy down in Texas and had gotten so accustomed to the local wardrobe that nobody up here in the north could get him to wear anything else.”
― Karl May, Old Surehand

“On the other hand, my horse and my rifles could also still give me away. It was well known that Old Shatterhand owned a large, heavy, double-barreled gun called Bear-killer, and a Henry Carbine, and that he was riding a black stallion he had received from Winnetou as a gift. Luckily, the commander was not very bright and didn’t make the connection. He returned to his tent without further questions.”
― Karl May, Old Surehand

“I might have been alone and left to my own devices, but I had good weapons and an excellent horse, which I could depend upon.”
― Karl May, Old Surehand

“As long as I was in the actual Sierra I had little to be afraid of. There was good cover, and I was accustomed to constantly being on the alert.”
― Karl May, Old Surehand

“My brother, the Comanche are planning to ambush Bloody Fox. Please come quickly. Winnetou hurries to try to warn him in time.

~[note from Winnetou to Old Surehand]~”
― Karl May, Old Surehand

“He was quiet as the others joked about the story they had just heard. I didn’t say anything.”
― Karl May, Old Surehand

“Night had fallen and because of the Comanche we couldn’t light a fire.”
― Karl May, Old Surehand

“I and I alone know how it happened,” said Josh, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand.
“You? You know how that unfortunate story happened?”
“You bet I know! Here, from this boulder that I sit on now, I fired that fateful shot.”
― Karl May, Old Surehand

“The men sitting around the fire were talking louder than I normally would have tolerated, but because they had no idea of who I was, they probably wouldn’t have accepted my orders, or even my suggestions.”
― Karl May, Old Surehand

“He returned to the fire and sat down. He had seen through my disguise and didn’t want to reveal my identity. The others didn’t understand what he had been doing or what he was talking about and looked at him, puzzled.”
― Karl May, Old Surehand