One day in Johannesburg, and already the tribe was being rebuilt, the house and soul being restored.
When a deep injury is done us, we never recover until we forgive.
What broke in a man when he could bring himself to kill another?
There is only one thing that has power completely, and that is love.
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.
Happy the eyes that can close