They were your friends?””Yes, they were my friends.””And they will leave you to suffer alone?””Now I see it.””And until this, were they friends you could trust?””I could trust them.””I see what you mean. You mean...

Cry, the beloved country, for the unborn child that’s the inheritor of our fear. Let him not love the earth too deeply. Let him not laugh too gladly when the water runs through his fingers,...

Have you a room that you could let?””Yes, I have a room that I could let, but I do not want to let it. I have only two rooms, and there are six of us...

All roads lead to Johannesburg. If you are white or if you are black they lead to Johannesburg. If the crops fail, there is work in Johannesburg. If there are taxes to be paid, there...

Indeed, there is something in this valley, some spirit and some life, and much to talk about in the huts. Although nothing has come yet, something is here already.