
“‘I will dress,’ I said in a hushed voice, ‘and we will go downstairs and get in our car. Seating ourselves in the front seat we will drive from here to Montgomery, Alabama, where we will eat biscuits and peaches.” Continue reading
“‘I will dress,’ I said in a hushed voice, ‘and we will go downstairs and get in our car. Seating ourselves in the front seat we will drive from here to Montgomery, Alabama, where we will eat biscuits and peaches.” Continue reading
The first two pages, you’re going, “This is pretty!” but by page 25 you’re sitting there with this, “Oh, fuck me” look on your face. Continue reading Land of Little Rain – Mary Austin
“I believe it is a terrible pain to a man to love a woman who scorns him after having encouraged his affections for a time, and it was the pleasure of inflicting that pain that my soul was craving for; I could do it, I had learnt it at last.” Continue reading Love Among the Butterflies – Margaret Fountaine
“True happiness, we consider, is incompatible with an inefficient drainage system.” Continue reading Baghdad Sketches – Freya Stark
Isabelle was addicted not only to men, but various drugs (mostly hashish, but others enter the picture) and was a total alcoholic, prone to rages and destroying things when under the influence. Continue reading The Nomad – Isabelle Eberhardt
“I have never hurt a leopard intentionally; I am habitually kind to animals, and beside I do not think it is ladylike to go shooting things with a gun.” Continue reading Travels in West Africa – Mary Kingsley
If one was to highlight all the scenic descriptions within Behind the Wall, most of the book would be bright yellow. Continue reading Behind the Wall – Colin Thubron