When the storm threatens, a man is afraid for his house.
ALAN PATONBut sorrow is better than fear. For fear impoverishes always, while sorrow may enrich.
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For mines are for men, not for money. And money is not something to go mad about, and throw your hat into the air for.
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Such development has only one true name, and that is exploitation.
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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?
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Let him not be too moved when the birds of his land are singing.
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St. Francis of Assisi taught me that there is a wound in the Creation and that the greatest use we could make of our lives was to ask to be made a healer of it.
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Something deep is touched here, something that is good and deep.
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When a deep injury is done us, we never recover until we forgive.
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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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Money is for food and clothes and comfort, and a visit to the pictures. Money is to make happy the lives of children.
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Wise men write many books, in words too hard to understand. But this, the purpose of our lives, the end of all our struggle, is beyond all human wisdom.
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It is not permissible to add to one’s possesions if these things can only be done at the cost of other men.
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For who can stop the heart from breaking?
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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.
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The only way in which one can make endurable man’s inhumanity to man.
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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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