If there were one more thing I could do, it would be to go on safari once again..

A great artist is never poor..

When we are young the idea of death or failure is intolerable to us; even the possibility of ridicule we cannot bear. But we have also an unconquerab….

We invent the past and remember the future..

It is impossible that a town will not play a part in your life, it does not even make much difference whether you have more good or bad things to say….

And were my faith so strong that it could move mountains, that is the mountain that I would make come to me..

It is when people are told their own thoughts that they think they are being insulted..

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 t….

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..

It is more than their land that you take away from the people, whose native land you take. It is their past as well, their roots and their identity. ….

In the mind and nature of a man a secret is an ugly thing, like a hidden physical defect..

There is hardly any other sphere in which prejudice and superstition of the most horrific kind have been retained so long as in that of women, and ju….

Who tells a finer tale than any of us. Silence does..

We must leave our mark on life while we have it in our power..

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..

The flamingoes are the most delicately colored of all the African birds, pink and red like a flying twig of an oleander bush. They have incredibly lo….

Man and woman are two locked caskets, of which each contains the key to the other..

I beg of you, you good people who want to hear stories told: look at this page and recognize the wisdom of my grandmother and of all old story-tellin….

I had seen a herd of Buffalo, one hundred and twenty-nine of them, come out of the morning mist under a copper sky, one by one, as if the dark and ma….

It is when one begins to lose the consciousness of freedom, and when the idea of necessity enters the world at all, when there is any hurry or strain….

In those days I had various strong inclinations, for wine, gambling and cockfighting, and the society of gypsies, together with a passion for theolog….