For fear will rob him of all if he gives too much.

It is not permissible for us to go on destroying the family life when we know that we are destroying it.

In the deserted harbour there is yet water that laps against the quays. In the dark and silent forest, there is a leaf that falls. Behind the polished panelling the white ant eats away the wood. Nothing is ever quiet, except for fools

When a deep injury is done us, we never recover until we forgive.

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

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

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