D.A. Vega > D.A.'s Quotes

“There is no such thing as being half wild. You're either wild or your not.”
― D.A. Vega

“Hallowed be thy name, oh Lord -- and shotgun do your stuff”
― Joe R. Lansdale

“Twice, Storm Crow sang his death song, loud and unabashed in the presence of his enemies.  Twice, the great Comanche warrior survived and walked over the corpses of the men who’d tried to kill him.  His name rang with power, spoken with pride in the buffalo-skin lodges of the People.  Stories of his raids lit flames in the eyes of young men in camps from the Llano Estacado to the banks of the Rio Grande.  Warriors from many bands answered his calls to the war trail.  Young men wanted to follow him, fight with him, be like him—the great war chief who painted himself in the colors of death and mourning, the warrior who dared follow the Owl and mark its sign on his shield. ”
― D.A. Vega, Like Wolves: Como Lobos

“Three brothers sat under black clouds drinking moonlit water.
Don’t be afraid brothers, Rabbit whispered and stepped out of the tall grass.
It is I, Rabbit, your brother-in-law.
The brothers lifted their ears and prepared to run.
You do not look like Rabbit, the eldest brother said and tapped his foot on the ground. You look like Coyote.
No little brothers. I am only wearing Coyote’s skin.
How is it that you have Coyote’s skin? The middle brother asked and twitched his nose, trying to smell who Rabbit really was.
Rabbit laughed. Coyote became angry with me for tricking him and making him drown in the river, he hunted me through the forest and
caught me up in his jaws.
He shook me until I was dead and then ate me and left my bones in a mound on the riverbank. The river woke up my bones and I snuck
into Coyote’s camp and stole his skin while he was sleeping. Come with me brothers, while Coyote dreams and I still wear his face.
What for? The youngest brother asked the question as he scratched a flea from his fur.
So, we can pounce on Old Man Coyote while he’s naked and distracted. I can find where he’s hidden my skin and finally, we can eat him too.”
― D.A. Vega, Like Wolves: Como Lobos

“His body felt empty, and he moved without moving, stepping outside of himself, watching from the shadows of his lodge as his spirit witnessing his physical self, kneeling, drawing a knife from his belt, and severing the cord binding the mother and child.”
― D.A. Vega, Like Wolves: Como Lobos

“It is good to be a cynic — it is better to be a contented cat — and it is best not to exist at all.”
― H.P. Lovecraft, Collected Essays 5: Philosophy, Autobiography and Miscellany