“You must love the land, my children, and ring it in with your love. For the land is the most precious thing on this island. It is like rain, like the heart of a woman. In all the world, the only things worth trusting in are the land, the sea and Kabang, my children.”

“Atile’i, why don’t you love me?”

“Who says I don’t love you? But you know no man can pit his heart against the sea.”

Most people could not believe that at ten years old Toto was already a skilled rock climber and mountaineer who knew more about alpine forests than the average forestry graduate. Alice understood Toto belonged to the mountains and tried not to stand in his way. Maybe Dahu was right that fate is fate, and that when the time comes, fate can fly like the shaft that finds the wild boar.

“A weak house makes a weak man,” as the Wayo Wayoan proverb put it.

Мир таков: ты преодолеваешь что-то, и он становится немного похожим, и в то же время не похожим на прежний мир.

В селении ведь чем хорошо? Когда бы ты не вернулся, тебе всегда рады, и чем бы ты ни занимался, как - нибудь да проживешь.

Память – все равно что мощный боксер, бьющий с налету так, что не увернешься.