There are times of great beauty on a coffee farm. When the plantation flowered in the beginning of the rains, it was a radiant sight, like a cloud of chalk, in the mist of the drizzling rain.

It is not a bad thing in a tale that you understand only half of it.

The pleasure of the true dreamer does not lie in the substance of the dream, but in this: that there things happen without any interference from his side, and altogether outside his control.

I have read true piety defined as: loving one’s destiny unconditionally – and there is something in it. That is to say: I think that in a way this sort of “religiousness” is the condition for real happiness.

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.

If there were one more thing I could do, it would be to go on safari once again.

I had seen a herd of Elephant travelling through dense native forest ... pacing along as if they had an appointment at the end of the world.