And were your back as broad as heaven, and your purse full of gold, and did your compassion reach from here to hell itself, there is nothing you can do.
ALAN PATONThe sun pours down on the earth, on the lovely land that man cannot enjoy. He knows only the fear of his heart.
More Alan Paton Quotes
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Cry, the beloved country, for the unborn child that is the inheritor of our fear. Let him not love the earth too deeply… For fear will rob him of all if he gives too much.
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I am a weak and sinful man, but God put His hands on me, that is all.
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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.
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When men are ruled by fear, they strive to prevent the very changes that will abate it.
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Let him not love the earth too deeply. Let him not laugh too gladly when the water runs through his fingers, nor stand too silent when the setting sun makes red the veld with fire.
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Money is to make happy the lives of children. Money is for security, and for dreams, and for hopes, and for purposes.
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Something deep is touched here, something that is good and deep.
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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.
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These hills are grass-covered and rolling, and they are lovely beyond any singing of it.
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Money is for food and clothes and comfort, and a visit to the pictures.
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Such lightening and thunder will come there has never been seen before, bringing death and destruction.
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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.
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There is a man sleeping in the grass. And over him is gathering the greatest storm of all his days.
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One day in Johannesburg, and already the tribe was being rebuilt, the house and soul being restored.
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What broke in a man when he could bring himself to kill another?
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