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The language of salesmanship was no doubt born with the first fashions in fig leaves in the garden of Eden. A strange concept has grown around it: if something is to be sold, inaccuracy is not immoral. Hence the art… — Freya Stark Copy Share Image
I do think we should be provided with a new body about the age of thirty or so when we have learnt to attend… — Freya Stark Copy Share
From love one can only escape at the price of life itself; and no lessening of sorrow is worth exile from that stream of… — Freya Stark Copy Share
The unexpectedness of life, waiting round every corner, catches even wise women unawares (...) To avoid corners altogether is, after all, to refuse to live. — Freya Stark Copy Share
The past is our treasure. Its works, whether we know them or not, flourish in our lives with whatever strength they had. From it… — Freya Stark Copy Share
On the other hand, there is a certain advantage in traveling with someone who has a reputation for shooting rather than being shot: as… — Freya Stark Copy Share
If one were given a single window from which to look upon the changing Eastern world, it should face, I think, the road. — Freya Stark Copy Share
advertisement ... has brought our disregard for truth into the open without even a figleaf to cover it. — Freya Stark Copy Share
The Persian's mind, like his illuminated manuscripts, does not deal in perspective: two thousand years, if he happens to know anything about them, are… — Freya Stark Copy Share
There are, I sometimes think, only two sorts of people in this world - the settled and the nomad - and there is a… — Freya Stark Copy Share
“I have no reason to go, except that I have never been, and knowledge is better than ignorance. What better reason could there be… — Freya Stark Copy Share
