Karen Blixen : If I know a song of Africa, of the giraffe and the African new moon lying on her back, of the plows in the fields and the sweaty faces of the coffee pickers, does Africa know a song of me? Will the air over the plain quiver with a color that I have had on, or the children invent a game in which my name is, or the full moon throw a shadow over the gravel of the drive that was like me, or will the eagles of the Ngong Hills look out for me? Share this quote Karen Blixen : [ Voiceover ] I had a farm in Africa at the foot of the Ngong Hills. The Equator runs across these highlands, a hundred miles to the north, and the farm lay at an altitude of over six thousand feet. In the day-time you felt that you had got high up; near to the sun, but the early mornings and evenings were limpid and restful, and the nights were cold. Share this quote Karen Blixen : What's wrong with marriage anyway? Denys : Have you ever seen one you admire? Karen Blixen : Yes, I have, many. Belfield's, for one. Denys : He sent her home for the rains in 1910. Didn't tell her they were over until 1913. Share this quote Farah : Msabu's bleeding. She does not have this ox. This lion is hungry. He does not have this ox. This wagon is heavy.