black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

All roads lead to Johannesburg.

Alan Paton

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.
ALAN PATON

Afraid Anger Defend Let Poor Strong Weak
The sun pours down on the earth, on the lovely land that man cannot enjoy. He knows only the fear of his heart.
ALAN PATON

Down Eath Enjoy Fear Heart Land Lovely Man Pour Sun
There is a lovely road that runs from Ixopo into the hills.
ALAN PATON

Hill Lovely Raed Run
One day in Johannesburg, and already the tribe was being rebuilt, the house and soul being restored.
ALAN PATON

Already Being Day One People Rebuilt Tribe
Cry, the beloved country, these things are not yet at an end.
ALAN PATON

Beloved Country Cry End Thing Yet
Cry for the broken tribe, for the law and the custom that is gone. Aye, and cry aloud for the man who is dead, for the woman and children bereaved.
ALAN PATON

Aloud Aye Bereaved Children Custom Dead Law Tribe Woman
But what do they help if one seeks for counsel, for one cries this, and one cries that, and another cries something that is neither this nor that.
ALAN PATON

Another Counsel Cry Help Neither Seek Something
Then some unknown rebellion brewed in you, doing harm to you, though how I do not understand.
ALAN PATON

Church Hard Obedient Open Other Perhaps Quiet Understand Work
It is my belief that the only power which can resist the power of fear is the power of love.
ALAN PATON

Belief Fear Love Only Power Resist
In the deserted harbour there is yet water that laps against the quays. In the dark and silent forest, there is a leaf that falls.
ALAN PATON

Against Deserted Forest Harbour Lap Quay Silent Tap
because life slips away, and because I need for the rest of my journey a star that will not play false to me, a compass that will not lie.
ALAN PATON

Away Compass False Journey Lie Life Ned Play Rest Slip
Sorrow is better than fear.
ALAN PATON

Better Fear Sorrow
Although nothing has come yet, something is here already.
ALAN PATON

Already Although Come Nothing Something
All roads lead to Johannesburg.
ALAN PATON

All Road Country Lead Pople
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?
ALAN PATON

Beat Broke Death Down Flesh Heart Knife Living Thrust
But when the house is destroyed, there is something to do. About a storm he can do nothing, but he can rebuild a house.
ALAN PATON

Anything Destroy House Rebuild Something Strom

All roads lead to Johannesburg.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

All roads lead to Johannesburg.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More Alan Paton Quotes