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Africa is my continent. It is where I opened my eyes.
Every time I go to Haiti after a season of busy work in Europe, I feel like I'm submerging into a certain state of mind, which is very productive.
Africa can stun you in an instant. It can throw floods and drought and disease at you, sometimes all at the same time. In the next moment, it will tease you with its magnificent beauty, so even if you don't forget, you can find a way to forgive. Ultimately, it keeps you coming back for more.
Latin America and the Caribbean are the happiest on average in the world.
I really like the Caribbean. Anyplace in the Caribbean. I get there, and I feel like a monkey - the perfect state.
Erwin estimated that the tropics were home to as many as thirty million species of arthropods.
In the winter, I enjoy cross-country skiing and raising orchids and amaryllises. If I could grow tropical flowers as perennials, I would, especially hibiscus and mandavilla.
I have traveled a fair amount, and I have visited some great cities. I love architecture and museums and castles and ruins and central markets and even double-decker bus tours. But, I am a sucker for a tropical beach.
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We lived on the Key West Army Base. Key West for me was a tropical island paradise.
I love a sunburnt country, A land of sweeping plains, Of ragged mountain ranges, Of droughts and flooding rains.
A land In which it seemed always afternoon. All round the coast the languid air did swoon,
send me here, to the heart of the storm belt, for the summer.
Home should be the center of joy, equatorial and tropical.
I was born in a place humans call central Africa, in a dense rain forest so beautiful, no crayons could ever do it justice.
I'll talk about the Everglades at the drop of a hat.
It was with deep interest that my companion and myself, both now about to see and examine the beauties of a tropical country for the first time, gazed on the land where I, at least, eventually spent eleven of the best years of my life.
Forests in the tropics are cut to make pasture to raise beef for the American market. Our distance from the source of our food enables us to be superficially more comfortable, and distinctly more ignorant.
I really fell in love with Africa.
Almost astride the Equator, night fell like a portcullis. The sun dropped below the horizon and suddenly all was dark.
Go to heaven for the climate
India Lima Yankee
One cannot resist the lure of Africa.
And what exotic part of the world do you come from?
In Botswana in the Kalahari Desert there's a tented camp called Jack's Camp, which is like old Africa meets Ralph Lauren. The Oriental rugs, the old leather chairs - you feel like you've just jumped out of a Ralph Lauren ad.
Under the tropic is our language spoke, And part of Flanders hath receiv'd our yoke.
Do you know the land where the lemon-trees blossom;where the golden oranges glow in the dark foliage'.
There are many Africas.
Eustatius in the Caribbean. At present, there was powder
Hardly Africa. Not a stone has a familiar cast; the sky and the earth meet like strangers, and the touch of the sun is as dispassionate as the hand of a man who greets you with his mind on other things. Such is Molo. Its first glance presages the character I later learn - a stern country,
There's a country spread out in the sky, a credulous carpet of rainbows and crepuscular plants: I move toward it just a bit haggardly, trampling a gravedigger's rubble still moist from the spade to dream in a bedlam of vegetables.
Africa touches me. At night, there's this thought in your brain that a million years ago we started here.
I can't conceive of cooking in a sunny place like Florida because my motivation comes from the changing seasons. That's why I decided to live in New York.
In the winter, I'm always in Europe. July and September are New Zealand and Chile camps. I'm always on the road.
The climate informs the character.
World-wide warming moved tropical diseases into northern areas which had no defenses against them.
I had a farm in Africa, at the foot of the Ngong Hills.
In a continent but recently settled, many parts of which have as yet little historical or cultural background, the material for this volume has been gathered from a section that was one of the first to be colonized.
One thing about living in South Florida is that everywhere you go is violently air-conditioned,
Africa the place is forever obscured by the shadow of Africa the notion.
There is something in a tropical forest akin to the ocean in its effect on the mind. Man feels so completely his insignificance there and the vastness of nature.
Where the hell is Australia anyway?
Sub-Saharan Africa, with a population of 900 million and an annual output of only 1.8 trillion euros (less than the French GDP of 2 trillion),
In the tropical and subtropical regions, endemic malaria takes first place almost everywhere among the causes of morbidity and mortality, and it constitutes the principal obstacle to the acclimatization of Europeans in these regions.
And, of course, Barbados is the other place where I like to be.
London, dirty little pool of life
Africa is on the rise.
Haiti kind of gets a hold of you.
destination for Cubans arriving from the island.
People wonder why I love Africa so much. I say this is where I was born and raised. My roots are in Africa; that's were I developed.
I live between Jamaica and Paris.
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal black Women from whose loins I sprang When the birds of Eden sang?
Africa was the most exotic place I could conceive of - the end of the world - and I knew I would go there one day.
When I am in Africa, I always have the feeling that it's where everything started. When I am in New York, I know it is where everything ended up.
The tropical night has the companionability of a Roman Catholic Cathedral compared to the Protestant Churches of the North, which let you in on business only. Here in the great room everybody comes and goes, this is the place where things are going on.
With 'Timbiriche', I toured Brazil and a lot of Latin America.
The rains are rhythmic, coming religiously in the afternoons (after lunch has been eaten but before tea, so that the nights are washed clean-black with bright pinpoints of silver starlight hanging over a restless, grateful earth).
There is a climate for success. The temperature there makes you sweat.
Indians are numerous in the tropical regions; not so elsewhere.
The autumn always gets me badly, as it breaks into colours. I want to go south, where there is no autumn, where the cold doesn't crouch over one like a snow-leopard waiting to pounce.
That sinuous southern life, that oblique and slow and complicated old beauty, that warm thick air and blood warm sea, that place of mists and languor and fragrant richness ...
Heaven for climate, Hell for company.
Except for the lack of enormous insects, suffocating humidity, malaria victims groaning in death throes, poisonous vipers as thick as mosquitoes, and rabid jungle cats madly devouring their own feet, you would have sworn you were in the Amazon rainforest.
My Invented Country; it resembles a heart-shaped paradise.
The historical circumstance of interest is that the tropical rain forests have persisted over broad parts of the continents since their origins as stronghold of the flowering plants 150 million years ago.
Haiti, Haiti, the further I am from you, the less I breathe. Haiti, I love you, and I will love you always. Always.
South America hell! If you went there the way you feel now it would be exactly the same. This is a good town.
It's equinox, with the world balanced between winter and summer, life and death, like a spinning ball balanced on the tip of someone's finger.
Blissful Islands
Florida is a great place to set a novel.
I grew up in the African bush in Malawi, Tanzania and Uganda, which is my thing. I love the smell of the dust as you bump along in a Land-Rover. I go back there often.
Australian weather's amazing! You notice that when you go overseas.
In temperate countries, where man had succeeded in putting most forms of nature save his own under a reasonable degree of restraint, the status of the triffid was thus made quite clear. But in the tropics, particularly in the dense forest areas, they quickly became a scourge.
Trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators
That you call 'Earth,' but I call 'Hell's Equator.'
Witnessing the extreme poverty in remote parts of Affrica can make you feel sad and powerless until you realize how little it takes to change these people's lives fundamentally in sustainable ways.
I love whenever they downgrade a hurricane to a tropical depression, because I always think of a tropical depression as how I feel three songs into a Jimmy Buffett concert.
For as long as I can remember, I have been passionately intrigued by 'Africa,' by the word itself, by its flora and fauna, its topographical diversity and grandeur; but above all else, by the sheer variety of the colors of its people, from tan and sepia to jet and ebony.
You know you're in the Lowcountry when the steering wheel in your old red pick up is slippery from humidity, the news on the radio is all about the projected path of the latest Atlantic hurricane and the road kill you narrowly miss smearing further is a five foot long alligator.
Africa is the continent that the rest of the world prefers not to think about.
I was lucky enough to spend some of my school days in Barbados, where my father was working, and this gave me a taste for hot weather.
Africa, help me to go home, carry me like an aged child in your arms. Undress me and wash me. Strip me of all of these garments, strip me as a man strips off dreams when the dawn comes ...
Pervasive part of the island culture
I fell in love with Africa while I was there.
Sometimes it rained, but mostly it was just dull, a land without shadows. It was like living inside Tupperware.
The Caribbean is the region in the Americas worst affected by the epidemic of NCDs. These diseases are responsible for over two- thirds of deaths, much sickness and ill health, resulting in an unsustainable burden on our fragile economies.
When you film in Africa, it's almost like a character in and of itself because it is so beautiful and has this special magic that I've never experienced anywhere else. There is something so incredibly beautiful about the light ...
Another Country,
Sometime during the many millions of years that have elapsed since mammalian faunas came into existence, some sort of island crossed from West Africa to South America.
Florida is a strange place: hot, beautiful, ugly. I love it here, and how nothing makes sense but still, somehow, there is a rhythm.
Brazil is bigger than Europe, wilder than Africa, and weirder than Baffin Land.
Wherever waves can roll, and winds can blow.
The ocean, the desert, and the jungle are the last strongholds and resorts of peace. ("Fear")
The rainforests hold answers to questions we have yet to ask.
A region where grey twilight ever descends, never falls on wide sagegreen pasturefields, shedding her dusk, scattering a perennial dew of stars.
I am living in the Africa I have always longed for, always felt stirring in my blood.
We knew Down South. Everyone had one. Jamaica, Dominican Republic, Puerto Rico.
Home, you think. Home. This is my world. This is where I come from. Everyone I know, everyone I ever heard of, grew up down there, under that relentless and exquisite blue.
Ours is thus a realism of lush and leafy spaces rather than deserts, with science regularly revealing new thickets of canopy. Anyone is welcome to go on sharing Quine's aesthetic appreciation of deserts, but we think the facts now suggest that we must reconcile ourselves to life in the rainforest.
In Miami, there's a Latin flavor, and I just love every bit of it.
The sun, coming hard around the world: the island rises from the sea, sinks, rises, holds.