Eileen Wilson

“It should not be possible to get from the banks of the Pepani River to Wyoming in less than two days, because mentally and emotionally it is impossible. The shock is too much, the contrast too raw. We should sail or swim or walk from Africa, letting bits of her drop out of us, and gradually, in this way, assimilate the excesses and liberties of the States in tiny, incremental sips.... p 72”
― Alexandra Fuller, Scribbling the Cat

“...."The mind I love must have wild places:
a tangled orchard where damsons drop in heavy grass,
an overgrown little wood,
a chance of a snake or two,
a pool that nobody has fathomed the depths of...
and paths threaeded with flowers planted by the mind."

Cocktail Hour Under the Tree of Forgetfulnes”
― Alexandra Fuller

“You learn not to mourn every little thing out here, or you’d never, ever stop grieving.”
― Alexandra Fuller, Cocktail Hour Under the Tree of Forgetfulness

“Until you make the unconscious conscious,” Carl Jung said, “it will direct your life and you will call it fate.”
― Alexandra Fuller, Leaving Before the Rains Come