As a Christian, I believe in the sanctity of life and that death is a part of life.

There is room for everyone; there is room for every culture, race, language and point of view.

People in apartheid South Africa can tell you that God cursed black people when they cursed Him. And so the hermetic people were condemned to be drawers of water and of wood.

My father always used to say, "Don't raise your voice. Improve your argument." Good sense does not always lie with the loudest shouters, nor can we say that a large, unruly crowd is always the best arbiter of what is right.

Without memory, there is no healing. Without forgiveness, there is no future.

Have you seen a symphony orchestra? There is a person at the back carrying a triangle. Now and again the conductor will point to him or her and that person will play "ting." That might seem so insignificant, but in the conception of the composer something irreplaceable would be lost to the total beauty of the symphony if that "ting" did not happen.

God is patient with us to become the God's children he wants us to be but you really can see him weeping.