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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 of fear, the silence of doubt. 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 always so; for the chair may have been left by a laughing child or the last notes of the piano may have been raucous and gay. Whatever the mood or the circumstance, the essence of its quality may linger in the silence that follows. It is a soundless echo.
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women
africa
pilot
stories
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Beryl Markham |
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Some say that because the United States was wrong before, it cannot possibly be right now, or has not the right to be right. (The British Empire sent a fleet to Africa and the Caribbean to maintain the slave trade while the very same empire later sent another fleet to enforce abolition. I would not have opposed the second policy because of my objections to the first; rather it seems to me that the second policy was morally necessitated by its predecessor.)
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morality
politics
american-imperialism
anti-americanism
africa
iraq-war
british-empire
imperialism
united-states
slave-trade
caribbean
britain
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Christopher Hitchens |
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,,Ako s'lzite mogat da izplatiat nashite grekhove, bikh plakal, za da kupia oproshchenie za vsichki tvoi m'ki v b'deshchiia ti zhivot, ako mozhekh sega da izplacha vsichko vmesto teb, bikh plakal, dokato iztekat ochite mi.
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love-quotes
love
africa
death-of-a-loved-one
sean-courtney
български
fatherhood
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Wilbur Smith |
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Somebody with a flair for small cynicism once said, 'We live and do not learn.' But I have learned some things. I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesterdays are buried deep -- leave it any way except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can. Never turn back and never believe than an hour you remember is a better hour because it is dead. Passed years seem safe ones, vanquished ones, while the future lives in a cloud, formidable from a distance. The cloud clears as you enter it. I have learned this, but like everyone, I learned it late.
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women
africa
pilot
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Beryl Markham |