And whether they do not see him there in the grass, or whether they fear to halt even a moment, but they do not wake him, they let him be.
ALAN PATONBut when the dawn will come, of our emancipation, from the fear of bondage and the bondage of fear, why, that is a secret.
More Alan Paton Quotes
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Cry, the beloved country, for the unborn child that’s the inheritor of our fear.
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The truth is, our civilization is not Christian; it is a tragic compound of great ideal and fearful practice, of loving charity and fearful clutching of possessions.
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For fear will rob him of all if he gives too much.
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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.
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I envision someday a great, peaceful South Africa in which the world will take pride, a nation in which each of many different groups will be making its own creative contribution.
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Sorrow is better than fear. Fear is a journey, a terrible journey. But, sorrow is at least an arriving.
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The ground is holy, being even as it came from the Creator.
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We do not work for men. We work for the land and the people. We do not even work for money.
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Although nothing has come yet, something is here already.
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When I go up there, which is my intention, the Big Judge will say to me, Where are your wounds? and if I say I haven’t any, he will say, Was there nothing to fight for?
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The tragedy is not that things are broken.
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But when the house is destroyed, there is something to do. About a storm he can do nothing, but he can rebuild a house.
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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.
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Money is for food and clothes and comfort, and a visit to the pictures.
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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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