I had a farm in Africa, at the foot of the Ngong Hills. The Equator runs across these highlands, a hundred miles to the North, and the farm lay at an….

Up in this air you breathed easily, drawing in a vital assurance and lightness of heart. In the highlands you woke up in the morning and thought: Her….

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

The real difference between God and human beings is that God cannot stand continence. No sooner has he created a season of a year, or a time of day, ….

One may take many liberties with God which one cannot take with men..

No domestic animal can be as still as a wild animal. The civilized people have lost the aptitude of stillness, and must take lessons in silence from ….

The entire being of a woman is a secret which should be kept..

It is not the visions but the activity which makes you happy, and the joy and glory of the flier is the flight itself. . . Every time I have gone up ….

What is man, when you come to think upon him, but a minutely set, ingenious machine for turning with infinite artfulness, the red wine of Shiraz into….

To me, the explanation of life seems to be its melody, its pattern. And I feel in life such an infinite, truly inconceivable fantasy..

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….

Within our whole universe the story only has the authority to answer that cry of heart of its characters, that one cry of heart of each of them: "Who….

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

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. ….

Nobody has seen the trekking birds take their way towards such warmer spheres as do not exist, or rivers break their course through rocks and plains ….

For really, dreaming is the well-mannered people's way of committing suicide..

Here and there, in some older houses, old faded daguerreotypes still hang on the walls... They seem to us to be very simple... compared with the arti….

The air was cold to the lungs, the long grass dripping wet, and the herbs on it gave out their spiced astringent scent. In a little while on all side….

There was a place in the Hills, on the first ridge in the Game Reserve, that I myself at the time when I thought that I was to live and die in Africa….

One does not travel by plane. One is merely sent, like a parcel..

You know you are truly alive when you’re living among lions..