The only way in which one can make endurable man's inhumanity to man, and man's destruction of his own environment, is to exemplify in your own lives man's humanity to man and man's reverence for the place in which he lives.

Forgive us all, for we all have trespasses.

The only way in which one can make endurable man's inhumanity to man, and man's destruction of his own environment, is to exemplify in your own lives man's humanity to man and man's reverence for the place in which he lives.

Although nothing has come yet, something is here already.

The Afrikaner has nowhere to go, and thats why he would rather destroy himself than capitulate.

There is a lovely road that runs from Ixopo into the hills. These hills are grass-covered and rolling, and they are lovely beyond any singing of it.

I have always found that actively loving saves one from a morbid preoccupation with the shortcomings of society.