Showing posts with label Robert Byron. Show all posts
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Friday, June 12, 2015

Daily Dose


From The Road to Oxiana, by Robert Byron

TIMES CHANGE

"Teheran, January 17th. (1933) Another kink in the Persian mind is a mortal jealousy lest the Afghans should steal a march on them in the matter of Westernisation."

From Part IV

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Daily Dose


From What Am I Doing Here, by Bruce Chatwin

AND

"And we shall lose the tastes -- the hot, coarse, bitter bread; the green tea flavoured with cardamons; the grapes we cooled in the snow-melt; and the nuts and dried mulberries we munched for altitude sickness.  Nor shall we get back the smell of the beanfields, the sweet, resinous smell of deodar wood burning, or the whiff of a snow leopard at 14,000 feet."

From A Lament for Afghanistan