Rudolfo Anaya Quotes

There is a time in the last few days of summer when the ripeness of autumn fills the air.

Why are they like that?' I asked Cico. We skirted Blue Lake and worked our way through the tall, gol...

The germ of creation lies in violence.

It seemed the more I knew about people the more I knew about the strange magic hidden in their heart...

There are many gods . . . gods of beauty and magic, gods of the garden, gods in our own backyards, b...

I had been afraid of the awful presence of the river, which was the soul of the river, but through h...

The sun was good. The men of the llano were men of the sun. The men of the farms along the river wer...

Ultima came to stay with us the summer I was almost seven. When she came the beauty of the llano unf...

The orange of the golden carp appeared at the edge of the pond. . . . We watched in silence at the b...