Quotes By Buffalo Bill

I began to think my time had come, as the saying is.

Major North and myself went out in advance of the command several miles and killed a number of buffaloes.

The Indians kept increasing in numbers until it was estimated that we were fighting from 800 to 1,000 of them.

My wife was delighted with the home I had given her amid the prairies of the far west.

Stations were built at intervals averaging fifteen miles apart. A rider's route covered three stations, with an exchange of horses at each, so that he was expected at the beginning to cover close to forty-five miles - a good ride when one must average fifteen miles an hour.

But the love of adventure was in father's blood.

After crossing the Smoky Hill River, I felt comparatively safe as this was the last stream I had to cross.

It was because of my great interest in the West, and my belief that its development would be assisted by the interest I could awaken in others, that I decided to bring the West to the East through the medium of the Wild West Show.

As a good horse is not very apt to jump over a bank, if left to guide himself, I let mine pick his own way.

You who live your lives in cities or among peaceful ways cannot always tell whether your friends are the kind who would go through fire for you. But on the Plains one's friends have an opportunity to prove their mettle.

My debut upon the world's stage occurred on February 26, 1845, in the State of Iowa.

My mother's sympathies were strongly with the Union. She knew that war was bound to come, but so confident was she in the strength of the Federal Government that she devoutly believed that the struggle could not last longer than six months at the utmost.

I could never resist the call of the trail.

Every Indian outbreak that I have ever known has resulted from broken promises and broken treaties by the government.

Excitement was plentiful during my two years' service as a Pony Express rider.

I had many enemies among the Sioux; I would be running considerable risk in meeting them.

It was my effort, in depicting the West, to depict it as it was.

The McCarthy boys, at the proper moment, gave orders to fire upon the advancing enemy.

My restless, roaming spirit would not allow me to remain at home very long.

So for twelve miles I rode with Sherman, and we became fast friends. He asked me all manner of questions on the way, and I found that he knew my father well, and remembered his tragic death in Salt Creek Valley.

My great forte in killing buffaloes was to get them circling by riding my horse at the head of the herd and shooting their leaders. Thus the brutes behind were crowded to the left, so that they were soon going round and round.

General Custer was a close observer and student of personal character.

Wild Bill was a strange character. In person he was about six feet and one inch in height. He was a Plains-man in every sense of the word.