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

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

Although nothing has come yet, something is here already.

One day in Johannesburg, and already the tribe was being rebuilt, the house and soul being restored.

Let me not be afraid to defend the weak because of the anger of the strong, nor afraid to defend the poor because of the anger of the rich.

What broke in a man when he could bring himself to kill another?

What broke in a man when he could bring himself to kill another? What broke when he could bring himself to thrust down the knife into the warm flesh, to bring down the axe on the living head, to cleave down between the seeing eyes, to shoot the gun that would drive death into the beating heart?