The morning itself was so dull we feared the day would not break into life. But the rain had stopped. The air was soft and fresh, and an intimate warmth oozed from the pregnant earth to our hearts.


A Grain of Wheat (1967), ch. 14

Ngũgĩ wa Thiong'o Quotes

The morning itself was so dull we feared the day would not break into life. But the rain had stopped. The air was soft and fresh, and an intimate...

The morning itself was so dull we feared the day would not break into life. But the rain had stopped. The air was soft and fresh, and an intimate...

The morning itself was so dull we feared the day would not break into life. But the rain had stopped. The air was soft and fresh, and an intimate...

The morning itself was so dull we feared the day would not break into life. But the rain had stopped. The air was soft and fresh, and an intimate...