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The forest did not tolerate frailty of body or mind. Show your weakness, and it would consume you without hesitation.
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forest
weakness
jungle
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Tahir Shah |
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I got this story from someone who had no business in the telling of it.
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writing
storytelling
jungle
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Edgar Rice Burroughs |
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On a hard jungle journey nothing is so important as having a team you can trust.
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trust
team
quest
jungle
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Tahir Shah |
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There comes a stage at which a man would rather die cleanly by a bullet than by the unknown terror of the phantom in the forest.
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fear
phantom
forest
jungle
terror
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Tahir Shah |
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The situation was different in the jungle. Every inch of ground had to be earned, and was done so through much exertion with the blade.
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endurance
jungle
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Tahir Shah |
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We'd never seen anything as green as these rice paddies. It was not just the paddies themselves: the surrounding vegetation - foliage so dense the trees lost track of whose leaves were whose - was a rainbow coalition of one colour: green. There was an infinity of greens, rendered all the greener by splashes of red hibiscus and the herons floating past, so white and big it seemed as if sheets hung out to dry had suddenly taken wing. All other colours - even purple and black - were shades of green. Light and shade were degrees of green. Greenness, here, was less a colour than a colonising impulse. Everything was either already green - like a snake, bright as a blade of grass, sidling across the footpath - or in the process of becoming so. Statues of the Buddha were mossy, furred with green.
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travel
globetrotting
southeast-asia
verdant
landscapes
green
travel-writing
jungle
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Geoff Dyer |
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There, about a dozen times during the day, the wind drives over the sky the swollen clouds, which water the earth copiously, after which the sun shines brightly, as if freshly bathed, and floods with a golden luster the rocks, the river, the trees, and the entire jungle.
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hope
jungle
wilderness
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Henryk Sienkiewicz |
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Where everything is words, you'd think I'd have some mastery and know my way around, but all this churning hatred, each man a verbal firing squad, immeasurable suspicions, a flood of mocking, angry talk, all of life a vicious debate, conversations in which there is nothing that cannot be said...no, I'd be better off in the jungle, I thought, where a roar's a roar and no one is hard put to miss its meaning.
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words
jungle
mastery
suspicions
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Philip Roth |
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The inertia of a jungle village is a dangerous thing. Before you know it your whole life has slipped by and you are still waiting there.
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time
inertia
village
jungle
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Tahir Shah |