“The sense of a small courageous community barely existing above the desert of trees, hemmed in by a sun too fierce to work under and a darkness filled with evil spirits – love was an arm round the neck, a cramped embrace in the smoke, wealth a little pile of palm-nuts, old age sores and […]

“I had been afraid of the primitive, had wanted it broken gently, but here it came on us in a breath, as we stumbled up through the dung and the cramped and stinking huts to our lampless sleeping place among the rats. It was the worst one need fear, and it was bearable because it […]

“Rocinante was of more value for a true traveller than a jet plane. Jet planes were for business men” – Graham Greene