And were my faith so strong that it could move mountains, that is the mountain that I would make come to me.
Now, looking back on my life in Africa, I feel that it might altogether be described as the existence of a person who had come from a rushed and noisy world, into a still country.
There are times of great beauty on a coffee farm. When the plantation flowered in the beginning of the rains, it was a radiant sight, like a cloud of chalk, in the mist of the drizzling rain.
I do not think that I could ever really love a woman who had not, at one time or another, been up on a broomstick.
If there were one more thing I could do, it would be to go on safari once again.
In the Ngong Forest I have also seen, on a narrow path through thick growth, in the middle of a very hot day, the Giant Forest Hog, a rare person to meet.
I do not see eye to eye with the camera.
And I had by now become used to the idea of witchcraft, it seemed a reasonable thing, so many things are about, at night, in Africa.
Truth, like time, is an idea arising from, and dependent upon, human intercourse.
One may take many liberties with God which one cannot take with men.
It is often the case with a new idea that when it comes knocking on society’s door with modesty and the best premises for its existence, there is a tremendous outcry from inside.
It is when people are told their own thoughts that they think they are being insulted.
I have before seen other countries, in the same manner, give themselves to you when you are about to leave them...
There is something strangely determinate and fatal about a single shot in the night. It is as if someone had cried a message to you in one word, and would not repeat it.
It is not a bad thing in a tale that you understand only half of it.
To set sail somewhere is more important than life itself.
In the mind and nature of a man a secret is an ugly thing, like a hidden physical defect.
Be unswervingly and eternally loyal to the story.
One must in this lower world love many things to know finally what one loves the best...
Real art must always involve some witchcraft.