West With The Night by Beryl Markham

West With The NightWest With The Night by Beryl Markham

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Just arrived from UK through BM.

Page 135:
“When you flight, you get a feeling of possession that you couldn’t have if you owned all of Africa. You feel that everything you see belongs to you – all the pieces are put together, and the whole is yours; not that you want it, but because, when you’re alone in a plane, there’s no one to hare it. It’s there and it’s yours. It makes you feel bigger than you are – closer to being something you’ve sensed you might be capable of, but never had the courage to seriously imagine.”

Page 163:
“I learned what every child needs to know – that no horizon is so far that you cannot get above it or beyond it.”

Page 248:
“Being alone in an airplane for even a short a time as a night and a day, irrevocably alone, with nothing to observe but your instruments and your own hands in semi-darkness, nothing to wonder about but the beliefs, the faces, and the hopes rooted in your mind – such an experience can be as startling as the first awareness of a stranger walking by your side at night. You are the stranger.”


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