You have fewer rights because you are a minority. Absolutely, that’s how democracy works.

What made Nelson Mandela great was precisely what made him human. We saw in him what we seek in ourselves.

Even if you apply any kind of lotion and straighten your hair you will never be white.

Me? Well, I don't know, I must go to a dictionary and learn what a crook is. I've never been a crook.

People tend to try to find something to talk about Zuma. My surname is very nice and simple. Very simple, so they like pronouncing it all the time. So what's the problem?

The ancestors will turn their backs against you and you will have bad luck forever if you leave the ANC unhappy

Those who vote for the ANC will be blessed on earth and heaven

Jan van Riebeeck's arrival in Cape Town was the beginning of all South Africa's problems.

Something has gone wrong with Ronnie... He wasn't like that before. I don't know what went wrong with him.

A shower would minimise the risk of contracting the disease.

When I joined the ANC, I never thought I would be anything. In no way, did I say, 'One day I could be the president. I think I am good material for the presidency.' Not at all.

He looked from His heavens and saw it was good, the toes and the crows all looked like they should. The bunny was quick, the finch bright as a daisy, the owl flew at night, and the tortoise was lazy.

Everything I am longing for - peace of mind, contentment, grace, the inner awareness of my abundance - will surely be mine... when I am prepared to receive ALL with an open and Thankful heart.

Transition isn't pretty, but stagnation is hideous.

It's you who are telling me; opening my eyes to things I'd looked at so long that I'd ceased to see them.

Love is the greatest of educators.

Reformed rakes often make the best husbands

Madam, I have come from a country where people are hanged if they talk.

A schoolboy's tale, the wonder of an hour!

So many characters are governed by the consequences of their actions, and I wanted to have a character who is the exact opposite.

If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung Would you hear my voice come through the music Would you hold it near as it were your own?