Ryszard Kapuściński > Quotes

“A journey, after all, neither begins in the instant we set out, nor ends when we have reached our door step once again. It starts much earlier and is really never over, because the film of memory continues running on inside of us long after we have come to a physical standstill. Indeed, there exists something like a contagion of travel, and the disease is essentially incurable.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Travels with Herodotus

“If reason ruled the world would history even exist?”
― Ryszard Kapuściński

“There aren't many such enthusiasts born. The average person is not especially curious about the world. He is alive, and being somehow obliged to deal with this condition, feels the less effort it requires, the better. Whereas learning about the world is labor, and a great all-consuming one at that. Most people develop quite antithetical talents, in fact - to look without seeing, to listen without hearing, mainly to preserve onself within oneself.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Travels with Herodotus

“We do not really know what draws a human being out into the world. Is it curiosity? A hunger for experience? An addiction to wonderment? The man who ceases to be astonished is hollow, possessed of an extinguished heart. If he believes that everything has already happened, that he has seen it all, then something most precious has died within him—the delight in life.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Travels with Herodotus

“Literature seemed to be everything then. People looked to it for the strength to live, for guidance, for revelation.”
― Kapuscinski/Ryszard

“The continent is too large to describe. It is a veritable ocean, a separate planet, a varied, immensely rich cosmos. Only with the greatest simplification, for the sake of convenience, can we say 'Africa'. In reality, except as a geographical appellation, Africa does not exist.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, The Cobra's Heart

“When man meets an obstacle he can't destroy, he destroys himself”
― Ryszard Kapuscinski, The Other

“Such people, while useful, even agreeable, to others, are, if truth be told, frequently unhappy–lonely in fact. Yes, they seek out others, and it may even seem to them that in a certain country or city they have managed to find true kinship and fellowship, having come to know and learn about a people; but they wake up one day and suddenly feel that nothing actually binds them to these people, that they can leave here at once. They realize that another country, some other people, have now beguiled them, and that yesterday’s most riveting event now pales and loses all meaning and significance. For all intents and purposes, they do not grow attached to anything, do not put down deep roots. Their empathy is sincere, but superficial. If asked which of the countries they have visited they like best, they are embarrassed–they do not know how to answer. Which one? In a certain sense–all of them. There is something compelling about each. To which country would they like to return once more? Again, embarrassment–they had never asked themselves such a question. The one certainty is that they would like to be back on the road, going somewhere. To be on their way again–that is the dream.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Travels with Herodotus

“We are here among people who don't contemplate transience and the existence of the soul, the meaning of life and the nature of being. We are in a world in which man, crawling on the earth, tries to dig a few grains of wheat out of the mud just to survive another day.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, The Shadow of the Sun

“If the crowd disperses, goes home, does not reassemble, we say the revolution is over.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński

“All dictators, irrespective of epoch or country, have one common trait: they know everything, are experts on everything. The thoughts of Qadaffi and Ceauşescu, Idi Amin and Alfredo Stroessner—there is no end to the profundities and wisdom. Stalin was expert on history, economics, poetry, and linguistics. As it turned out, he was also expert on architecture.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Imperium

“Oil creates the illusion of a completely changed life, life without work, life for free. Oil is a resource that anaesthetises thought, blurs vision, corrupts.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Shah of Shahs

“Man knows, and in the course of years he comes to know it increasingly well, feeling it ever more acutely, that memory is weak and fleeting, and if he doesn't write down what he has learned and experienced, that which he carries within him will perish when he does. This is when it seems everyone wants to write a book. Singers and football players, politicians and millionaires. And if they themselves do not know how, or else lack the time, they commission someone else to do it for them...engendering this reality is the impression of writing as a simple pursuit, though those who subscribe to that view might do well to ponder Thomas Mann's observation that, 'a writer is a man for whom writing is more difficult than it is for others”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Travels with Herodotus

“People are not hungry because there is no food in the world. There is plenty of it; there is a surplus in fact. But between those who want to eat and the bursting warehouses stands a tall obstacle indeed: politics.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, The Shadow of the Sun

“Three plagues, three contagions, threaten the world.
The first is the plague of nationalism.
The second is the plague of racism.
The third is the plague of religious fundamentalism.
All three share one trait, a common denominator--an aggressive, all-powerful, total irrationality. Anyone stricken with one of these plagues is beyond reason. In his head burns a sacred pyre that awaits its sacrificial victims.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Imperium

“I was seized at once with a profound fascination, a burning thirst to learn, to immerse myself totally, to melt away, to become as one with this foreign universe. To know it as if I had been born and raised there, begun life there. I wanted to learn the language, I wanted to read the books, I wanted to penetrate every nook and cranny.

It was a kind of malady, a dangerous weakness, because I also realized that these civilizations are so enormous, so rich, complex, and varied, that getting to know even a fragment of one of them, a mere scrap, would require devoting one's whole life to the enterprise. Cultures are edifices with countless rooms, corridors, balconies, and attics, all arranged, furthermore, into such twisting, turning labyrinths, that if you enter one of them, there is no exit, no retreat, no turning back. To become a Hindu scholar, a Sinologist, an Arabist, or a Hebraist is a lofty all-consuming pursuit, leaving no space or time for anything else.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Travels with Herodotus

“Two lusts breed in the soul of man: the lust for aggresion, and the lust for telling lies. If one will not allow himself to wrong others, he will wrong himself. If he doesn't come across anyone to lie to, he will lie to himself in his own thoughts.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, The Emperor: Downfall of An Autocrat

“in reference to Persepolis and all palaces, cities and temples of the past: could these wonders have come into being without that suffering? without the overseer's whip, the slave's fear, the ruler's vanity? was not the monumentality of past epochs created by that which is negative and evil in man?”
― Ryszard Kapuscinski, Travels with Herodotus

“Our world, seemingly global, is in reality a planet of thousands of the most varied and never intersecting provinces. A trip around the world is a journey from backwater to backwater, each of which considers itself, in its isolation, a shining star. For most people, the real world ends on the threshold of their house, at the edge of their village, or, at the very most, on the border of their valley. That, which is beyond is unreal, unimportant, and even useless, whereas that which we have at our fingertips, in our field of vision, expands until it seems an entire universe, overshadowing all else. Often, the native and the newcomer have difficulty finding a common language, because each looks at the same place through a different lens. The newcomer has a wide-angle lens, which gives him a distant diminished view, although with a long horizon line, while the local always employs a telescopic lens that magnifies the slightest detail.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, The Shadow of the Sun

“[…] I began to see Algiers as one of the most fascinating and dramatic places on earth. In the small space of this beautiful but congested city intersected two great conflicts of the contemporary world. The first was the one between Christianity and Islam (expressed here in the clash between colonizing France and colonized Algeria). The second, which acquired a sharpness of focus immediately after the independence and departure of the French, was a conflict at the very heart of Islam, between its open, dialectical — I would even say “Mediterranean” — current and its other, inward-looking one, born of a sense of uncertainty and confusion vis-à-vis the contemporary world, guided by fundamentalists who take advantage of modern technology and organizational principles yet at the same time deem the defense of faith and custom against modernity as the condition of their own existence, their sole identity.

[…] In Algiers one speaks simply of the existence of two varieties of Islam — one, which is called the Islam of the desert, and a second, which is defined as the Islam of the river (or of the sea). The first is the religion practiced by warlike nomadic tribes struggling to survive in one of the world's most hostile environments, the Sahara. The second Islam is the faith of merchants, itinerant peddlers, people of the road and of the bazaar, for whom openness, compromise, and exchange are not only beneficial to trade, but necessary to life itself.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Travels with Herodotus

“Nothing creates a bond between people in Africa more quickly than shaed laughter".”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, The Shadow of the Sun

“Choćby otaczał nas ocean zła, będą z niego wystawać zielone i żyzne wysepki. Widać je, są na horyzoncie. Nawet najgorsza sytuacja, jeżeli w niej się znajdziemy, rozkłada się na czynniki pierwsze, a wśród nich będą takie, których można się uchwycić, jak gałęzi krzaka rosnącego na brzegu, aby stawić opór wirom ściągającym na dno. Ta szczelina, ta wyspa, ta gałąź utrzymują nas na powierzchni istnienia.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Another Day of Life

“His August Majesty chided the bureaucrats for failing to understand a simple principle: the principle of the second bag. Because the people never revolt just because they have to carry a heavy load, or because of exploitation. They don't know life without exploitation, they don't even know that such a life exists. How can they desire what they cannot imagine? The people will rvolt only when, in a single movement, someone tries to throw a second burden, a second heavy bag, onto their backs. The peasant will fall face down into the mud - and then spring up and grab an ax. He'll grab an ax, my gracious sir, not because he simply can't sustain this new burden - he could carry it - he will rise because he feels that, in throwing the second burden onto his back suddenly and stealthily, you have tried to cheat him, you have treated him like an unthinking animal, you have trampled what remains of his already strangled dignity, taken him for an idiot who doesn't see, feel, or understand. A man doesn't seize an ax in defense of his wallet, but in defense of his dignity, and that, dear sir, is why His Majesty scolded the clerks. For their own convenience and vanity, instead of adding the burden bit by bit, in little bags, they tried to heave a whole big sack on at once.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, The Emperor: Downfall of An Autocrat

“Pojąłem, że każdy świat ma własną tajemnicę i że dostęp do niej jest tylko na drodze poznania języka. <...> Rozumiałem, że im więcej będę znał słów, tym bogatszy, pełniejszy i bardziej różnorodny świat otworzy się przede mną.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Travels with Herodotus

“A totalitás fogalma csak elméletben létezik, az életben soha. Még a legjobban bevakolt falon is akad valami rés (vagy reméljük, hogy akad, s az már jelent valamit). Még ha az a benyomásunk, hogy már semmi sem működik, akkor is működik valami, s biztosítja a létezés minimumát. Vegyen bár körül a rossz óceánja, zöld és termékeny szigetecskék nyúlnak ki belőle. Látni őket, ott vannak a látóhatáron. Még ha a legrosszabb helyzetben találjuk is magunkat, az is többféle összetevőből áll, s akad közöttük olyan, amelybe bele lehet kapaszkodni, mint a parti bokor ágaiba, hogy a mélybe húzó örvénynek ellen lehessen állni. Ez a rés, ez a sziget, ez az ág tart bennünket a lét felszínén.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, The Soccer War

“Svetu hrozia tri pliagy, tri morové rany.
Prvá pliaga - nacionalizmus.
Druhý - rasizmus.
Tretia - náboženský fundamentalizmus.
Tieto tri pliagy majú rovnakú črtu, spoločného menovateľa - je to agresívna, všemocná, totálna iracionalita. Nie je možné preniknúť do vedomia zasiahnutého niektorou touto pliagou. V takejto hlave horí svätá hranica, ktorá iba čaká obete. Každý pokus o pokojný rozhovor sa skončí neúspechom. Takémuto človeku nejde o rozhovor, iba o deklaráciu. Aby si mu prisvedčil, dal za pravdu, podpísal súhlas. Inak v jeho očiach nemáš cenu, pretože zavážiš iba ako nástroj, ako inštrument, ako zbraň. Ľudia nejestvujú - je iba vec.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński

“Oil kindles extraordinary emotions and hopes, since oil is above all a great temptation. It is the temptation of ease, wealth, strength, fortune, power. It is a filthy, foul-smelling liquid that squirts obligingly up into the air and falls back to earth as a rustling shower of money.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Shah of Shahs

“When World War II erupted, colonialism was at its apogee. The courde of the war, however, its symbolic undertones, would sow the seeds of the system's defeat and demise. [...] The central subject, the essence, the core relations between Europeans and Africans during the colonial era, was the difference of race, of skin color. Everything-each eaxchange, connection, conflict-was translated into the language of black and white. [...] Into the African was inculcated the notion that the white man was untouchable, unconquerable, that whites constitute a homogenous, cohesive force. [...] Then, suddenly, Africans recruited into the British and French armies in Europe observed that the white men were fighting one another, shooting one another, destroying one another's cities. It was revelation, a surprise, a shock.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, The Shadow of the Sun

“Only with the greatest of simplifications, for the sake of convenience, can we say Africa. In reality, except as a geographical term, Africa doesn't exist.”
― Ryszard Kapusciński, The Shadow of the Sun

“This is natural: one must read Herodotus's book-and every great book-repeatedly; with each reading it will reveal another layer, previously overlooked themes, images, and meanings. For within every great book there are several others.”
― Ryszard Kapuściński, Travels with Herodotus