I have one great fear in my heart, that one day when they are turned to loving, they will find that we are turned to hating.

But when the dawn will come, of our emancipation, from the fear of bondage and the bondage of fear, why, that is a secret.

It was not his habit to dwell on what could have been, but what could never be.

If you wrote a novel in South Africa which didn't concern the central issues, it wouldn't be worth publishing.

For it is the dawn that has come, as it has come for a thousand centuries, never failing.

because life slips away, and because I need for the rest of my journey a star that will not play false to me, a compass that will not lie.

There is a man sleeping in the grass. And over him is gathering the greatest storm of all his days. Such lightening and thunder will come there has never been seen before, bringing death and destruction. People hurry home past him, to places safe from danger. And whether they do not see him there in the grass, or whether they fear to halt even a moment, but they do not wake him, they let him be.