I envision someday a great, peaceful South Africa in which the world will take pride, a nation in which each of many different groups will be making its own creative contribution.

Sorrow is better than fear. Fear is a journey, a terrible journey. But, sorrow is at least an arriving.

I am a weak and sinful man, but God put His hands on me, that is all.

I have never thought that a Christian would be free of suffering, umfundisi. For our Lord suffered. And I come to believe that he suffered, not to save us from suffering, but to teach us how to bear suffering. For he knew that there is no life without suffering.

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.

Nothing is ever quiet, except for fools.

For who can stop the heart from breaking?