Tony Hillerman

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Tony Hillerman
Tony Hillerman

"Everything is connected. The wing of the corn beetle affects the direction of the wind, the way the sand drifts, the way the light reflects into the eye of man beholding his reality. All is part of totality, and in this totality man finds his hozro, his way of walking in harmony, with beauty all around him."

"A writer is like a bag lady going through life with a sack and a pointed stick collecting stuff."

"I know what I write about seems exotic to a lot of people, but not for me. I pulled up to an old trading post and saw a few elderly Navajos sitting on a bench. I felt right at home."

"Thoughts, and words that spring from them, bend the individual's reality. To speak of death is to invite it. To think of sorrow is to produce it."

"How can you stop writing?"


Listening Woman
People of Darkness
The Dark Wind
Dance Hall of the Dead
The Wailing Wind
A Thief of Time
Talking God
Sacred Clowns
The Blessing Way: A Leaphorn & Chee Novel
The First Eagle
Hunting Badger
The Fallen Man
Skinwalkers
Coyote Waits
Skeleton Man
The Shape Shifter
The Ghostway
The Sinister Pig

"This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, often the surfeit of our own behaviour, we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves, thieves, and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards, liars, and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whore-master man, to lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star!" King Lear (Edmund) Act I, scene ii

William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare

"A beggar's book outworths a noble's blood” Henry VIII, Act 1, Scene 1

William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare

"How well he's read, to reason against reading!" Love's Labour's Lost, Act 1, Scene1

William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare

“Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me from mine own library with volumes that I prize above my dukedom.” The Tempest, Act 1, Scene 2

William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare

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