[The lion] began to contemplate me with a kind of quiet premeditation, like that of a slow-witted man fondling an unaccustomed thought. — Beryl Markham Copy Share Image
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. — Beryl Markham Copy Share Image
I have lifted my plane . . . for perhaps a thousand flights and I have never felt her wheels glide from the Earth… — Beryl Markham Copy Share Image
“(Quoting her friend Tom Black on an amateur hunter's injury:) "Lion, rifles -- and stupidity.” — Beryl Markham Copy Share Image
“The only disadvantage in surviving a dangerous experience lies in the fact that your story of it tends to be anticlimactic. You can never… — Beryl Markham Copy Share Image
“All this, and discontent too! Otherwise, why am I sitting here dreaming of England? Why am I gazing at this campfire like a lost… — Beryl Markham Copy Share Image
We swung over the hills and over the town and back again, and I saw how a man can be master of a craft, and how a craft can be master of an element. I saw the alchemy of perspective reduce my world, and all my other life, to grains in a cup. I learned to watch, to put my… — Beryl Markham Copy Share
Talk lives in a man’s head, but sometimes it is very lonely because in the heads of many men there is nothing to keep… — Beryl Markham Copy Share Image
There is a certain silence that can emanate from a lifeless object as from a chair lately used, or from a piano with old dust upon its keys, or from anything that has answered to the need of a man, for pleasure or for work. This kind of silence can speak. Its voice may be melancholy, but it is not… — Beryl Markham Copy Share
[The lion] began to contemplate me with a kind of quiet premeditation, like that of a slow-witted man fondling an unaccustomed thought. — Beryl Markham Copy Share Image
“From the time I arrived in British East Africa at the indifferent age of four and went through the barefoot stage of early youth hunting wild pig with the Nandi, later training racehorses for a living, and still later scouting Tanganyika and the waterless bush country between the Tana and Athi Rivers, by aeroplane, for elephant, I remained so happily… — Beryl Markham Copy Share
But, for a little while, this is the place for us -- a good place too--a place of good omen, a place of beginning… — Beryl Markham Copy Share Image
There are all kinds of silences and each of them means a different thing. There is the silence that comes with morning in a forest, and this is different from the silence of a sleeping city. There is silence after a rainstorm, and before a rainstorm, and these are not the same. There is the silence of emptiness, the silence… — Beryl Markham Copy Share
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