In view of this and other things, I demand forgiveness for being so obviously impressed with my own parents.
BERYL MARKHAMSuccess feeds confidence.
More Beryl Markham Quotes
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Success feeds confidence.
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I look at my yesterdays for months past, and find them as good a lot of yesterdays as anybody might want. I sit there in the firelight and see them all.
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We fly, but we have not ‘conquered’ the air. Nature presides in all her dignity, permitting us the study and the use of such of her forces as we may understand.
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A map says to you. Read me carefully, follow me closely, doubt me not… I am the earth in the palm of your hand.
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There are as many Africas as there are books about Africa.
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In Africa people learn to serve each other. They live on credit balances of little favors that they give and may, one day, ask to have returned.
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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.
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Memory is a drug. Memory can hold you against your strength and against your will.
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No human pursuit achieves dignity until it can be called work.
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It is just one of those preposterous things that men do like putting a dam across a great river, one tenth of whose volume could engulf the whole of mankind without disturbing the domestic life of a single catfish.
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I have a trunk containing continents.
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No human pursuit achieves dignity unless it can be called work, and when you can experience a physical loneliness for the tools of your trade, you see that the other things – the experiments, the irrelevant vocations, the vanities you used to hold – were false to you.
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Success breeds confidence.
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Silence is never so impenetrable as when the whisper of steel on paper strives to pierce it.
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[The lion] began to contemplate me with a kind of quiet premeditation, like that of a slow-witted man fondling an unaccustomed thought.
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