Dan Stapleton

“We were playing a story game Bucky had invented called the Last Supper. It consisted of allowing those evil, avenging creatures of God—horseflies—to light on the exposed skin of your arm or leg and take a bite. At that point, you make up an epitaph, which you deliver to the horsefly as he eats his last meal, and then you flatten the little bastard. The speeches are voted on by those in attendance, and the best speech wins a bottle of wine.”
― Jimmy Buffett, A Salty Piece of Land

“He paused, stone faced and sincere. “I like to think of the American flag, ma’am. It’s not one solid color—it’s sliced up by stripes and dotted with stars—all those different pieces crammed together onto one flag. But it is one flag, all of it bound together. And it’s our flag—yours, mine, all those who voted for you, and all those who voted against you. Those who have died before us, and those who will live on after us. You need to try to be like that flag, ma’am. Your presidency needs to be like that flag.” “Holding all those parts together,” she said. “Yes ma’am. We need you to hold us all together.” Behind”
― Bryan Devore, The Paris Protection

“And since he was busy, he was difficult to interview. A high-pressure reporter from a Kansas City paper made the long journey to the ranch and found him sweating over a pair of post-hole diggers, the dirt a-flying. He rushed up to the Colonel, thrust out a glad hand, and breezily announced: ‘Colonel Goodnight, Brown is my name.’ Straightening from the task the Colonel drilled him with his eye, and roared: ‘What in the hell can I do about it? I didn’t name you.”
― J. Evetts Haley, Charles Goodnight: Cowman and Plainsman

“It had been there plain as day before me, but my attention had been distracted by a far more dramatic, impressive crevice that turned out to be nothing but a dry run. Funny how that works in life, both with places and with people.”
― Ben H English, Out There: Essays on the Lower Big Bend