And were my faith so strong that it could move mountains, that is the mountain that I would make come to me.

I 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.

When you have caught the rhythm of Africa, you find out that it is the same in all her music.

Who tells a finer tale than any of us. Silence does.

As we grow old we slowly come to believe that everything will turn out badly for us, and that failure is in the nature of things; but then we do not much mind what happens to us one way or the other.

Truth, like time, is an idea arising from, and dependent upon, human intercourse.

There is something about Safari life that makes you forget all your sorrows