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ZANE GREY
American novelist
(1875 - 1939)
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What subtle strange message had come to her out of the West? Carley Burch laid the letter in her lap and gazed dreamily through the window.
      - The Call of the Canyon (ch. I)
        [Books (First Lines)]

Late in June the vast northwestern desert of wheat began to take on a tinge of gold, lending an austere beauty to that endless, rolling, smooth world of treeless hills, where miles of fallow ground and miles of waving grain sloped up to the far-separated homes of the heroic men who had conquered over sage and sand.
      - The Desert of Wheat (ch. 1)
        [Books (First Lines)]

So it was in him, then--an inherited fighting instinct, a driving intensity to kill.
      - The Lone Star Ranger [Books (First Lines)]

At sunset hour the forest was still, lonely, sweet with tang of fir and spruce, blazing in gold and red and green; and the man who glided on under the great trees seemed to blend with the colors and, disappearing, to have become a part of the wild woodland.
      - The Man of the Forest (ch. 1)
        [Books (First Lines)]

A September sun, losing some of its heat if not its brilliance, was dropping low in the west over the black Colorado range. Purple haze began to thicken in the timbered notches. Gray foothills, round and billowy, rolled down from the higher country. They were smooth, sweeping, with long velvety slopes and isolated patches of aspens that blazed in autumn gold. Splotches of red vine colored the soft gray of sage. Old White Slides, a mountain scarred by avalanche, towered with bleak rocky peak above the valley, sheltering it form the north.
      - The Mysterious Rider (ch. I)
        [Books (First Lines)]

In the early sixties a trail led from the broad Missouri, swirling yellow and turgid between its green-groved borders, for miles and miles out upon the grassy Nebraska plains, turning westward over the undulating prairie, with its swales and billows and long, winding lines of cottonwoods to a slow, vast heave of rising ground--Wyoming--where the herds of buffalo grazed and the wolf was lord and the camp-fire of the trapper sent up its curling blue smoke from beside some lonely stream; . . .
      - The U.P. Trail [Books (First Lines)]

Adam Larey gazed with hard and wondering eyes down the silent current of the red river upon which he meant to drift away into the desert.
      - The Wanderer of the Wasteland
        [Books (First Lines)]

At the end of a dry, uphill ride over barren country Jean Isbel unpacked to camp at the edge of the cedars where a little rocky canon, green with willow and cottonwood, promised water and grass.
      - To the Last Man (ch. 1)
        [Books (First Lines)]

For some reason the desert scene before Lucy Bostil awoke varying emotions--a sweet gratitude for the fullness of her life there at the Ford, yet a haunting remorse that she could not be wholly content--a vague loneliness of soul--a thrill and a fear for the strangely calling future, glorious, unknown.
      - Wildfire (ch. 1) [Books (First Lines)]


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