It was to the small serious boy that he turned for his enjoyment. He had bought the child some cheap wooden blocks, and with these the little one played endlessly and intently, with a purpose obscure to the adult mind, but completely absorbing.
Alan PatonTags: alan-paton cry-the-beloved-country
Who indeed knows the secret of the earthly pilgrimage? Who knows for what we live, and struggle, and die? Who knows what keeps us living and struggling, while all things break about us? Who knows why the warm flesh of a child is such comfort, when one's own child is lost and cannot be recovered? 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.
Alan PatonTags: life alan-paton cry-the-beloved-country
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 they were the kind of friends that a good man could choose, upright, hard-working, obeying the law?
Tell me, were they such friends?
And now they leave you alone?
Did you not see it before?"
"I saw it.
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Indeed, mother, you are always our helper."
"For what else are we born?
Tags: alan-paton cry-the-beloved-country
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.
Alan PatonTags: africa alan-paton cry-the-beloved-country
For fear will rob him of all if he gives too much.
Alan PatonNothing is every quiet, except for fools.
Alan PatonFor who can stop the heart from breaking?
Alan PatonBut when that dawn will come, of our emancipation, from the fear of bondage and the bondage of fear, why, that is a secret.
Alan Patonbecause 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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