The Trail West Quotes

“C’mon and let your Uncle Kirby shoot you.”
― William W. Johnstone, The Trail West

“On the ground, where the seat of her britches had been, were the smashed and flattened canine turds, and the patch on her back pocket had left a partial reversed imprint:”
― William W. Johnstone, The Trail West

“Well, some folks figger as how I’m long dead, even whilst they’re talkin’ to my face.”
― William W. Johnstone, The Trail West

“Those Mormons had sure been bottle slingers!”
― William W. Johnstone, The Trail West

“Help, help, a whole passel of raping, murdering, wild-eyed Apache just broke through my door with mayhem on their minds, slaying in their hearts, and a whole arsenal of tomahawks and assorted deadly blades tucked in their belts”
― William W. Johnstone, The Trail West