Zane Grey
Zane Grey
Pearl Zane Greywas an American dentist and author best known for his popular adventure novels and stories associated with the Western genre in literature and the arts; he idealized the American frontier. Riders of the Purple Sagewas his best-selling book. In addition to the commercial success of his printed works, they had second lives and continuing influence when adapted as films and television productions. His novels and short stories have been adapted into 112 films, two television episodes, and a...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth31 January 1872
CityZanesville, OH
CountryUnited States of America
I wrote for nearly six hours. When I stopped, the dark mood, as if by magic, had folded its cloak and gone away.
Love of man for woman - love of woman for man. That's the nature, the meaning, the best of life itself.
People live for the dream in their hearts. And I have yet to know anyone who has not some secret dream, some hope, however dim, some storied wall to look at in the dusk, some painted window leading to the soul.
At the end of the day faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. Its like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. And its not so important happy ever after, just that its happy right now. See once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you , and once in a while people may even take your breath away.
I love my work but do not know how I write it.
The Indian story has never been written. Maybe I am the man to do it.
Writing was like digging coal. I sweat blood. The spell is on me.
Adam Larey gazed with hard and wondering eyes down the silent current of the red river upon which he meant to drift away into the desert
No one connected intimately with a writer has any appreciation of his temperament, except to think him overdoing everything.
I see so much more than I used to see. The effect has been to depress and sadden and hurt me terribly.
I must go deeper and even stronger into my treasure mine and stint nothing of time, toil, or torture.
Every once in a while I feel the tremendous force of the novel. But it does not stay with me.
Where I was raised a woman's word was law. I ain't quite outgrowed that yet.
Jealousy is an unjust and stifling thing.