Occupation: Author Birth: April 17, 1885 Death: September 7, 1962
In Africa, when you pick up a book worth reading, out of the deadly consignments which good ships are always being made to carry out all the way from….
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….
I do not see eye to eye with the camera..
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 nois….
Real art must always involve some witchcraft..
our longing is our pledge, and blessed are the homesick, for they shall come home..
Truth, like time, is an idea arising from, and dependent upon, human intercourse..
What is life when you come to think upon it, but a most excellent, accurately set, infinitely complicated machine for turning fat playful puppies int….