I had seen a herd of Buffalo, one hundred and twenty-nine of them, come out of the morning mist under a copper sky, one by one, as if the dark and massive, iron-like animals with the mighty horizontally swung horns were not approaching, but were being created before my eyes and sent out as they were finished.
Isak DinesenI start with a tingle, a kind of feeling of the story I will write. Then come the characters, and they take over, they make the story.
Isak DinesenIn the mind and nature of a man a secret is an ugly thing, like a hidden physical defect.
Isak Dinesen