I pictured a low timber house with a shingled roof, caulked against storms, with blazing log fires inside and the walls lined with all the best books, somewhere to live when the rest of the world blew up.
Anything was better than to be loved for one's things. - Bruce Chatwin
Anything was better than to be loved for one's things.
- Bruce Chatwin
Because they knew each other's thoughts, they even quarrelled without speaking. - Bruce Chatwin
Because they knew each other's thoughts, they even quarrelled without speaking.
I climbed a path and from the top looked up-stream towards Chile. I could see the river, glinting and sliding through the bone-white cliffs with stri… - Bruce Chatwin
I climbed a path and from the top looked up-stream towards Chile. I could see the river, glinting and sliding through the bone-white cliffs with stri…
Even today, when an Aboriginal mother notices the first stirrings of speech in her child, she lets it handle the "things" of that particular country:… - Bruce Chatwin
Even today, when an Aboriginal mother notices the first stirrings of speech in her child, she lets it handle the "things" of that particular country:…
I haven't got any special religion this morning. My God is the God of Walkers. If you walk hard enough, you probably don't need any other god. - Bruce Chatwin
I haven't got any special religion this morning. My God is the God of Walkers. If you walk hard enough, you probably don't need any other god.
To lose a passport was the least of one’s worries. To lose a notebook was a catastrophe. - Bruce Chatwin
To lose a passport was the least of one’s worries. To lose a notebook was a catastrophe.
Walking is a virtue, tourism is a deadly sin. - Bruce Chatwin
Walking is a virtue, tourism is a deadly sin.
For life is a journey through a wilderness - Bruce Chatwin
For life is a journey through a wilderness
A Sufi manual, the Kashf-al-Mahjub, says that, towards the end of his journey, the dervish becomes the Way not the wayfarer, i.e. a place over which … - Bruce Chatwin
A Sufi manual, the Kashf-al-Mahjub, says that, towards the end of his journey, the dervish becomes the Way not the wayfarer, i.e. a place over which …
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