black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

Forgive us all, for we all have trespasses.

Alan Paton

Behind the polished panelling the white ant eats away the wood. Nothing is ever quiet, except for fools
ALAN PATON

Behind Eat Fool Nothing Panel Polish Wood
Nosecond Johannesburg isneededuponthe earth.One is enough.
ALAN PATON

Enough No One People Second
Cry, the beloved country, these things are not yet at an end.
ALAN PATON

Beloved Country Cry End Thing Yet
It was not his habit to dwell on what could have been, but what could never be.
ALAN PATON

Been Could Dwell Habit never
There are voices crying what must be done, a hundred, a thousand voices.
ALAN PATON

Cry Done Hundred Must Thousand Voice
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
There is a man sleeping in the grass. And over him is gathering the greatest storm of all his days.
ALAN PATON

All Day Gather Grass Great Man Over Sleep Storm
I have never thought that a Christian would be free of suffering, umfundisi.
ALAN PATON

Christian Free Suffer Thought
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.
ALAN PATON

Country Creation Great Healer Make Taught Use Wound
For it is the dawn that has come, as it has come for a thousand centuries, never failing.
ALAN PATON

Century Come Dawn Fall never Thousand
We do not work for men. We work for the land and the people. We do not even work for money.
ALAN PATON

Men Work
When men are ruled by fear, they strive to prevent the very changes that will abate it.
ALAN PATON

Abate Change Men Prevent Rule Strive Very
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
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.
ALAN PATON

Beloved Child Country Cry Fear Inheritor Unborn
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.
ALAN PATON

Air Hat Mad Men Mine Money Something Throw
Such development has only one true name, and that is exploitation.
ALAN PATON

As Development Exploit Name Such True

Forgive us all, for we all have trespasses.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

Forgive us all, for we all have trespasses.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More Alan Paton Quotes