A map says to you, ‘Read me carefully, follow me closely, doubt me not.’ It says, ‘I am the earth in the palm of your hand. Without me, you are alone and lost.
BERYL MARKHAMThere are many Africas.
More Beryl Markham Quotes
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Success feeds confidence.
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The hours that made them were good, and so were the moments that made the hours. I have had responsibilities and work, dangers and pleasure, good friends, and a world without walls to live in.
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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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That’s what makes death so hard–unsatisfied curiosity
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Conformation … but not much else. Breeding, but too small a heart. You saw it everywhere – in men, in horses, and in women.
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I have lifted my plane . . . for perhaps a thousand flights and I have never felt her wheels glide from the Earth into the air without knowing the uncertainty and the exhilaration of first-born adventure.
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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 abhorrence of loneliness is as natural as wanting to live at all.
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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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After that, work and hope. But never hope more than you work
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There are as many Africas as there are books about Africa.
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When you have flown halfway across a desert, you experience the desperation of a sleepless man waiting for dawn which only comes when the importance of its coming is lost.
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the sun is as dispassionate as the hand of a man who greets you with his mind on other things.
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I learned what every dreaming child needs to know, that no horizon is so far you cannot get above it or beyond it.
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A word grows to a thought – a thought to an idea – an idea to an act. The change is slow, and the Present is a sluggish traveler loafing in the path Tomorrow wants to take.
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