Some of us are always in the borderlands no matter where we might be on the map.

James Carlos Blake

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The greatest tragedy that can befall a man is never to know who he really is.

James Carlos Blake

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He was the deadliest man in Texas, on that they all agreed.

James Carlos Blake

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in the summer of 1845 Edward Little was sixteen years old and restless in his blood.

James Carlos Blake

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But I'll tell you the truth,boys, he said. I'd give it all up in a minute if I could just be your age again. And I mean without a nickel in my pocket. All the money on earth aint worth spit compared to bein young and havin a dream to chase after. It's nice to arrive at it, no denyin that, but the real fun's in the gettin there. The gettin there.

James Carlos Blake

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Just because it's a world of thieves out there don't mean there ain't no rules to it.

James Carlos Blake

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Like Villa, I believed that even though some men did not deserve to go on living, they still deserved to be remembered at their best.

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I understood more clearly than ever that the line between a noble revolutionary and a lowdown bandit was the line between war and peace.

James Carlos Blake


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Whenever he was unclear about some idea or emotion, uncertain in his perception of someone or vague about a memory, he sat to his journal and wrote as precisely as he could what he thought or felt or remembered, and thereby gave those thoughts and feelings and memories the solidity and authority of words recorded on a page. And by that simple act made of them his abiding truth.

James Carlos Blake


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As we pulled out of Zacatecas, the air was thick with the odors of smoldering ash, bloody dust, putrefying flesh. The rich ripe smells of triumph.

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