People have been driving off of the canyon for decades. I don’t know of any that were accidental. One Ranger who worked here before I did told me that on several occasions, when cars drove...

None of those things should have mattered, but I guess they did. I guess they were like water. Soft and harmless until enough time went by. Then all of a sudden you found yourself with...

Like the Grand Canyon, I care deeply. Hop on a donkey and you’ll see how deeply I love you!

I don’t shower because water is the most corrosive element. Ever seen what it does to rock? I want a chiseled body, but I don’t want it to look like the Grand Canyon.

I’m so tired I could drink a cup of coffee as deep as the Grand Canyon. But I couldn’t take the first sip, because I’m too afraid of heights to get close to the lip.

Publishing a book of poetry is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo.

Beautiful doesn’t begin to describe it. A flower is beautiful. But this is beautiful the way that a person is beautiful- terrifying with its jagged edges, yet seductive with its crevices that hide so many...

The glories and the beauties of form, color, and sound unite in the Grand Canyon – forms unrivaled even by the mountains, colors that vie with sunsets, and sounds that span the diapason from tempest...

Martha told me, “I don’t know how you’re going to talk about romance in your book, but you’re going to have to because its truly part of all our lives down there-and in a big...

I believe in a benevolent God not because He created the Grand Canyon or Michelangelo, but because He gave us snacks.