Quote by Will Rogers
Well, the trip from then on across Arizona and east of Los Angeles

Well, the trip from then on across Arizona and east of Los Angeles was just one Oasis after another. You can just throw anything out and it will grow there. I like Arizona. – Will Rogers

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Instead of giving money to found colleges to promote learning, why dont they pass a constitutional amendment prohibiting anybody from learning anything? If it works as good as the Prohibition one did, why, in five years we would have the smartest race of people on earth. – Will Rogers

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I never expected to see the day when girls would get sunburned in the places they now do. – Will Rogers

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Arizona
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In the desert, I had discovered the West of my imagination, my childhood canyon infinitely magnified. I went there for inspiration and insight. – Julene Bair, The Ogallala Road: A Memoir of Love and Reckoning, 2014

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What ideal, immutable Platonic cloud could equal the beauty and perfection of any ordinary everyday cloud floating over, say, Tuba City, Arizona, on a hot day in June? – Edward Abbey

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You know you live in Phoenix when the cold-water faucet is hotter than the hot-water faucet. – Local saying

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What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere it hides a well. – Antoine de Saint-Exupery

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