I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesterdays are burried deep-leave it anyway except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can.
Beryl MarkhamThe world grows bigger as the light leaves it. There are no boundaries and no landmarks. The trees and the rocks and the anthills begin to disappear, one by one, whisked away under the magical cloak of evening.
Beryl Markhamall the science of flying has been captured in the breadth of an instrument board, but not the religion of it.
Beryl Markham