As I watched the pulsing fire among the trees and heard the beat of the drum merge and tremble with the voices, forming an intricate pattern of sound, I knew that someday I would have to return or be haunted forever by the beauty and mystery that is Africa.
Gerald DurrellAbout author
- Author's profession: Writer, Scientist
- Nationality: english
- Born: January 7, 1925
- Died: January 30, 1995
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