The tourist travels in his own atmosphere like a snail in his shell and stands, as it were, on his own perambulating doorstep to look at the continents of the world. But if you discard all this, and sally forth… — Freya Stark Copy Share Image
The portion we see of human beings is very small: their formats and faces, voices and words.... beyond these, like an immense dark continent, lies all that has made them. — 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
advertisement ... has brought our disregard for truth into the open without even a figleaf to cover it. — Freya Stark Copy Share Image
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 Image
