Roots of the weed sucked first life from the genesis of earth and hold the essence of it still. Always the weed returns; the cultured plant retreats before it.
Beryl MarkhamA map says to you. Read me carefully, follow me closely, doubt me not... I am the earth in the palm of your hand.
Beryl MarkhamOne day the stars will be as familiar to each man as the landmarks, the curves, and the hills on the road that leads to his door, and one day that will be an airborne life.
Beryl MarkhamIn view of this and other things, I demand forgiveness for being so obviously impressed with my own parents.
Beryl MarkhamTo see ten thousand animals untamed and not branded with the symbols of human commerce is like scaling an unconquered mountain for the first time, or like finding a forest without roads or footpaths, or the blemish of an axe. You know then what you had always been told -- that the world once lived and grew without adding machines and newsprint and brick-walled streets and the tyranny of clocks.
Beryl Markham