There is only one thing that has power completely, and that is love.

Nothing is ever quiet, except for fools.

The tragedy is not that things are broken. The tragedy is that things are not mended again.

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

All roads lead to Johannesburg.

There is only one thing that has power completely, and that is love.

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.