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Oh, Africaaaaaaah . . .

“Up in this air you breathed easily, drawing in a vital assurance and lightness of heart. In the highlands you woke up in the morning and thought: Here I am, where I ought to be.” – Isak Dinesen



“If I know a song of Africa, does Africa know a song of me? Will the air over the plain quiver with a color that I have had on, or the children invent a game in which my name is, or the full moon throw a shadow over the gravel of the drive that was like me?” – Isak Dinesen


“The Cicada sing an endless song in the long grass, smells run along the earth and falling stars run over the sky, like tears over a cheek.” – Isak Dinesen

cynthia_haynes_san_diego_photographer_wanderlust_AF_2013_03cynthia_haynes_san_diego_photographer_wanderlust_AF_2013_05“I never knew of a morning in Africa when I woke up and wasn’t happy.” – Ernest Hemingway


“The very center of your heart is where life begins, the most beautiful place on earth.” – Rumi


“When in the end, the day came on which I was going away, I learned the strange learning that things can happen which we ourselves cannot possibly imagine, either beforehand, or at the time when they are taking place, or afterwards when we look back on them.” ― Isak Dinesen


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