My mother…was perfectly horrified when I began shooting and tried to keep me in school, but I would run away and go quail shooting in the woods or trim my dresses with wreaths of wildflowers. Annie Oakley More Quotes by Annie Oakley More Quotes From Annie Oakley Aim for the high mark and you will hit it. No, not the first time, not the second time and maybe not the third. But keep on aiming and keep on shooting for only practice will make you perfect. Finally you'll hit the bull's-eye of success. Annie Oakley gun eye practice I ain't afraid to love a man. I ain't afraid to shoot him either. Annie Oakley love men funny I would like to see every woman know how to handle guns as naturally as they know how to handle babies. Annie Oakley handle gun baby Any woman who does not thoroughly enjoy tramping across the country on a clear frosty morning with a good gun and a pair of dogs does not know how to enjoy life. Annie Oakley dog friendship country God intended women to be outside as well as men, and they do not know what they are missing when they stay cooped up in the house. Annie Oakley missing house men Even in the best and most peacefully civilized countries many occasions arise when a woman versed inthe knowledge and use of firarms may find that imformation and skill of great importance. Annie Oakley skills use country Aim at a high mark and you will hit it. Annie Oakley aim mark For me, sitting still is harder than any kind of work. Annie Oakley harder sitting-still kind I ain't afraid to love a man. Annie Oakley afraid-to-love men After traveling through fourteen foreign countries and appearing before all the royalty and nobility I have only one wish today. That is that when my eyes are closed in death that they will bury me back in that quiet little farm land where I was born. Annie Oakley land eye country A crowned queen was never treated with more reverence than I was by those whole-souled western boys…And for seventeen long years I was just their little sister, sharing both their news of joy and sorrow from home. Annie Oakley queens home boys [On Sitting Bull:] The contents of his pockets were often emptied into the hands of small, ragged little boys, nor could he understand how so much wealth should go brushing by, unmindful of the poor. Annie Oakley pockets boys hands
