Chris Stewart > Quotes

“Now is the waning of the August moon – just the time for cutting eucalyptus beams. Cut them at any other time, apart perhaps from the waning of the January moon, and they’ll rot. Juan Salquero owns that eucalyptus grove down the river there. I’ll”
― Chris Stewart, Driving Over Lemons: An Optimist in Spain

“like this for perhaps twenty-five years, and I hadn’t exactly been an ace back then. I found myself looking down a vast, broken plain of snow, steeply inclined. It seemed to go on down for ever until the slope itself was lost to view in a boiling sea of cloud impossibly far below. Now, I’m not a nervous person at all, but my legs and knees, which were already quivering from the muscular exertion of the climb, began at that point to quake, literally, with fear. Nearly everybody had already set off, and were little more than dots far below by the time I had steeled my courage sufficiently to launch myself down the slope. I reckoned no harm could come to me if I just kept it slow, but within seconds I”
― Chris Stewart, The Almond Blossom Appreciation Society

“left Granada behind and climbed over the pass of Suspiro del Moro, the Moor’s sigh, where the last Muslim king had turned to weep as he was exiled forever from his beloved city. Little wonder.”
― Chris Stewart, Driving Over Lemons: An Optimist in Spain

“Somebody once said to me that a man’s workshop is a good indication of the state of his mind. This was a rather unkind cut, for mine is perhaps better described as a wildlife reserve rather than a seat of industry and creativity.”
― Chris Stewart, The Almond Blossom Appreciation Society

“nothing like it. The temperature on the north side of the Sierra Nevada stayed”
― Chris Stewart, The Almond Blossom Appreciation Society

“Strong food in these parts is chickens’ heads, ham fat, pig’s blood pudding, raw peppers and garlic, chumbos (prickly pear), stale bread and wine. A great deal of manly merit accrues from the eating of strong food and the merit increases the earlier it is taken in the day. Thus a man who can stomach a burnt chicken’s head and a hot pepper with a hunk of stale country bread and wash it down with a couple of glasses of costa – and do so with relish at breakfast – is a man to be reckoned with.”
― Chris Stewart, Driving Over Lemons: An Optimist in Spain

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― Chris Stewart, Last Days of the Bus Club

“After all, it’s not much fun being a chicken.’ ‘But if you had to be a chicken,’ observed Eduardo, ‘then I think that perhaps this wouldn’t be a bad place to be one.”
― Chris Stewart, The Almond Blossom Appreciation Society