Alan Paton
Alan Paton
Alan Stewart Patonwas a South African author and anti-apartheid activist...
NationalitySouth African
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth11 January 1903
dawn cry-the-beloved-country failing
For it is the dawn that has come, as it has come for a thousand centuries, never failing.
finished one-thing
One thing is about to be finished, but here is something that is only begun. And while I live it will continue
sorrow may cry-the-beloved-country
But sorrow is better than fear. For fear impoverishes always, while sorrow may enrich.
money children clothes
And money is not something to go mad about ... Money is for food and clothes and comfort, and a visit to the pictures. Money is to make happy the lives of children.
men strive
When men are ruled by fear, they strive to prevent the very changes that will abate it.
giving unborn-child too-much
For fear will rob him of all if he gives too much.
taught expect-nothing endeavor
Life has not taught me to expect nothing, but she has taught me not to expect success to be the inevitable result of my endeavors. She taught me to seek sustenance from the endeavor itself, but to leave the result to God.
offence
But to punish and not to restore, that is the greatest of all offences.
earth enough johannesburg
Nosecond Johannesburg isneededuponthe earth.One is enough.
touched
Something deep is touched here, something that is good and deep.
stars lying journey
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.
country hate heart
I have one great fear in my heart, that one day when they are turned to loving, they will find that we are turned to hating.
home sleep past
There is a man sleeping in the grass. And over him is gathering the greatest storm of all his days. Such lightening and thunder will come there has never been seen before, bringing death and destruction. People hurry home past him, to places safe from danger. 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.
beautiful fighting land
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? I couldn’t face that question. (Ah, But Your Land Is Beautiful)