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“I pondered on this desert hospitality and, compared it with our own. I remembered other encampments where I had slept, small tents on which I had happened in the Syrian desert and where I had spent the night. Gaunt men in rags and hungry-looking children had greeted me, and bade me welcome with the sonorous phrases of the desert. Later they had set a great dish before me, rice heaped round a sheep which they had slaughtered, over which my host poured liquid golden butter until it flowed down on to the sand; and when I protested, saying 'Enough! Enough!', had answered that I was a hundred times welcome. Their lavish hospitality had always made me uncomfortable, for I had known that as a result of it they would go hungry for days. Yet when I left them they had almost convinced me that I had done them a kindness by staying with them”

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Book:Arabian Sands
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“I knew that I had made my last journey in the Empty Quarter and that a phase in my life was ended. Here in the desert I found all that I asked; I knew that I should never find it again. But it was not only this personal sorrow that distressed me. I realized that the Bedu with whom I had lived and traveled, and in whose company I had found contentment, were doomed. Some people maintain that they will be better off when they have exchanged the hardship and poverty of the desert for the security of a materialistic world. This I do not believe. I shall always remember how often I was humbled by those illiterate herdsmen who possessed, in so much greater measure than I, generosity and courage, endurance, patience and lighthearted gallantry. Among no other people have I ever felt the same sense of personal inferiority.”

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Author:Wilfred Thesiger
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“While attending the Citadel, I had gone into an uncontrollable rapture when I read Ernest Hemingway's A Moveable Feast. He made the city of Paris glisten with a romantic luster it has never lost for me, and I could think of no finer way to spend a part of my life than by writing a book in the storied, uncapturable city of literature and light.”

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Book:A Lowcountry Heart: Reflections on a Writing Life
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“Es por eso, que en nombre de la nobleza que creo tener, te perdono. Te perdono porque eres una víctima, porque tu alma está atrapada, porque ningún mal que has hecho ha sido a propósito. Te perdono porque debo perdonarte. Te perdono y también me perdono a mí mismo, por creerte un enemigo cuando no lo eras. Me perdono por la ira, por el deseo de venganza, y por sentir todavía algo de rencor… Me perdono haberme culpado tanto. Y principalmente, me perdono porque todo dolor que nace de la culpa, debe morir con el perdón. Ahora quiero que descanses en paz.”

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Book:Anatema
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