I hope I have found myself, my work, my happiness – under the light of the western skies. — Zane Grey
Every once in a while I feel the tremendous force of the novel. But it does not stay with me. — Zane Grey
I am tired. My arm aches. My head boils. My feet are cold. But I am not aware of any weakness. — Zane Grey
I must go deeper and even stronger into my treasure mine and stint nothing of time, toil, or torture. — Zane Grey
I see so much more than I used to see. The effect has been to depress and sadden and hurt me terribly. — Zane Grey
I wrote for nearly six hours. When I stopped, the dark mood, as if by magic, had folded its cloak and gone away. — Zane Grey
Love of man for woman – love of woman for man. That’s the nature, the meaning, the best of life itself. — Zane Grey
No one connected intimately with a writer has any appreciation of his temperament, except to think him overdoing everything. — Zane Grey
There are hours when I must force the novel out of my mind and be interested in the children. — Zane Grey