Night-time is when I brainstorm; last thing, when the family's asleep and I'm alone, I think about the next day's writing and plan a strategy for my assault on the blank page.

Love is the only energy I’ve ever used as a writer. I’ve never written out of anger, although anger has informed love.

You can't answer violence with counter violence ... The answer is love. The best sabotage is love.

As fascinated as I was by words on paper, it was matched by my fascination with words in people's mouths. The spoken word. And that is the world of theatre.

To know nothing about yourself is to be constantly in danger of nothingness, those voids of non-being over which a man walks the tightrope of his life.

If the nature of human experience changes with the color of a man's skin, then the racists have been right all along.

For you in the West to hear the phrase 'All men are created equal' is to draw a yawn. For us, it's a miracle. We're starting out at rock bottom, man. But South Africa does have soul.

Without white South Africa realizing what it had done - and on the basis of that realization having the courage to ask for forgiveness - there can really be no significant movement.

We compound our suffering by victimizing each other.

Life is just a plain bloody mess, that's all. And people are fools.

Every boy needs a role model that he can be proud of and talk about to the other kids in the playground.

My favorite color is you.

Don’t shout the dreams out.. let it be done by your deeds

Since the beginning of time there was always stories like this, ” he replies. “As children we reveled in the dream that there was a place out there that was different from the one we lived in.

You better have some skills in this world. You better bring something to the dinner party or you will be the dinner.

Those who are most moral are farthest from the problem.

When you betray somebody else, you also betray yourself.

True Civilization does not lie in gas, nor in steam, nor in turn-tables. It lies in the reduction of the traces of original sin.

Everybody is a book of blood; wherever we're opened, we're red.

We must acknowledge that bearing and raising children is not some pesky, peripheral activity that we engage in, but the whole point.

Skins may differ, but affection Dwells in white and black the same.