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.
I have a feeling that wherever I may be in the future, I will be wondering whether there is rain at Ngong.
A giraffe is so much a lady that one refrains from thinking of her legs, but remembers her as floating over the plains in long garb, draperies of morning mist her mirage.
Africa, amongst the continents, will teach it to you: that God and the Devil are one, the majesty coeternal, not two uncreated but one uncreated, and the Natives neither confounded the persons nor divided the substance.
There is something about Safari life that makes you forget all your sorrows.
It is little silly to be a caricature of something of which you know very little, and which means very little to you, but to be your own caricature – that is the true carnival!
The divine art is the story.
When in the end, the day came on which I was going away, I learned the strange learning that things can happen which we ourselves cannot possibly imagine, either beforehand, or at the time when they are taking place, or afterwards when we look back on them.
A visitor is a friend, he brings news, good or bad, which is bread to the hungry minds in lonely places. A real friend who comes to the house is a heavenly messenger, who brings the panis angelorum.
The entire being of a woman is a secret which should be kept.