"It was more that Chee seemed to think an island of 180,000 Navajos could live the old way in a white ocean. Perhaps 20,000 of them could, if they were happy on mutton, cactus, and pinon nuts. Not practical. Navajos had to compete in the real word. The Navajo Way didn't teach competition."
Chapter 14, p. 147

"Why was he doing this on his day off? But he knew why. Much as Leaphorn irritated him, he wanted the man to pat him on the head. To say, 'Good job, kid.'"
Chapter 17, p. 177

"The reservation occupied more space than all of New England, but it had a population of no more than 150,000. In a lifetime of policing it, Leaphorn had met, in one way or another, a lot of its inhabitants."
Chapter 4, p. 49

"He had turned the bed ninety degrees so that his eyes would open in the morning to the shock...