If I know a song of Africa, of the giraffe and the African new moon lying on her back, of the plows in the fields and the sweaty faces of the coffee pickers, does Africa know a song of me? — Karen Blixen Copy Share Image
“In a world of fools, I was, I think, to him one of the greater fools.” — Karen Blixen Copy Share Image
“The barbarian loves his own pride, and hates, or disbelieves in, the pride of others. I will be a civilized being, I will love… — Karen Blixen Copy Share Image
“Within this enclosed women's world, so to say, behind the walls and fortifications of it, I felt the presence of a great ideal, without… — Karen Blixen Copy Share Image
“Between the river in the mellow English landscape and the African mountain ridge, ran the path of this life. ... The bowstring was released… — Karen Blixen Copy Share Image
“I general brzo isprazni čašu. Jer kamo razuman čovjek može pobjeći kad ne može vjerovati u svoj razum? Bolje biti pijan nego lud.” — Karen Blixen Copy Share Image
“Up at Meru I saw a young Native girl with a bracelet on, a leather strap two inches wide, and embroidered all over with… — Karen Blixen Copy Share Image
“Still, we often talked on the farm of the Safaris that we had been on. Camping places fix themselves in your mind as if… — Karen Blixen Copy Share Image
If I know a song of Africa, of the giraffe and the African new moon lying on her back, of the plows in the… — Karen Blixen Copy Share Image
“Gud skapte mannen før kvinnen. Det er sånn som når jeg skriver. Først kladder jeg.” — Karen Blixen Copy Share Image
“Where, My Lord, is music bred—upon the instrument or within the ear that listens? The loveliness of woman is created in the eye of… — Karen Blixen Copy Share Image
“Hard and cruel though it may seem," said the Cardinal, "yet we, who hold our high office as keepers and watchmen to the story,… — Karen Blixen Copy Share Image
