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What a child does not know and does not want to know of race and colour and class, he learns soon enough as he grows to see each man flipped inexorably into some predestined groove like a penny or a sovereign in a banker’s rack. Kibii, the Nandi boy, was my good friend.

Beryl Markham

She has a derelict quality in her character; she toys with freedom and hints at liberation, but yields her own desires gently.
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Character Freedom Gently Liberation
But, for a little while, this is the place for us — a good place too–a place of good omen, a place of beginning things–and of ending things I never thought would end.
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Ends Good Littles
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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Balance Giving People
Success breeds confidence.
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Confidence Inspirational Success
If your hunch proves a good one, you were inspired; if it proves bad, you are guilty of yielding to thoughtless impulse.
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Guilty Hunches Inspired
In the family of continents, Africa is the silent, the brooding sister, courted for centuries by knight-errant empires – rejecting them one by one and severally, because she is too sage and a little bored with the importunity of it all.
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Bored Knights Littles
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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Adding Clock Machine Street Told Tyrants
There are all kinds of silences and each of them means a different thing
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Different Mean Silence
One 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.
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Curves Future Men Stars
What a child does not know and does not want to know of race and color and class, he learns soon enough as he grows to see each man flipped inexorably into some predestined groove like a penny or a sovereign in a banker’s rack.
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Children Men Race
It is absurd for a man to kill an elephant. It is not brutal, it is not heroic, and certainly it is not easy.
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Animals Elephant Men
A life has to move or it stagnates. Even this life, I think. Every tomorrow ought not to resemble every yesterday.
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Moving Thinking Yesterday
You can live a lifetime and at the end of it, know more about other people than you know about yourself.
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Knowledge Lifetime People
Silence is never so impenetrable as when the whisper of steel on paper strives to pierce it.
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Paper Silence Steel
You can live a lifetime and, at the end of it, know more about other people than you know about yourself.
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Book Dog Loneliness
What a child does not know and does not want to know of race and colour and class, he learns soon enough as he grows to see each man flipped inexorably into some predestined groove like a penny or a sovereign in a banker’s rack. Kibii, the Nandi boy, was my good friend.
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Boys Children Friends Good

What a child does not know and does not want to know of race and colour and class, he learns soon enough as he grows to see each man flipped inexorably into some predestined groove like a penny or a sovereign in a banker’s rack. Kibii, the Nandi boy, was my good friend.

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What a child does not know and does not want to know of race and colour and class, he learns soon enough as he grows to see each man flipped inexorably into some predestined groove like a penny or a sovereign in a banker’s rack. Kibii, the Nandi boy, was my good friend.

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