Alan Paton (1903 – 1988) is a South African writer, best known for his first novel, Cry, the Beloved Country (1948), a passionate tale of racial injustice that brought international attention to the problem of apartheid in South Africa.
Alan Paton once reflected, „Who knows why we live, and struggle, and die?“ This wise men write many books, in words not too hard to understand.
Sorrow is better than fear. Fear is a journey, a terrible journey. But, sorrow is at least an arriving. When the storm threatens, a man is afraid for his house. But when the house is destroyed, there is something to do. About a storm he can do nothing, but he can rebuild a house.
I have always found that actively loving saves one from a morbid preoccupation with the shortcomings of society.
The tragedy is not that things are broken. The tragedy is that things are not mended again.
But there is only one thing that has power completely, and this is love. Because when a man loves, he seeks no power, and therefore he has power.
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.
There is a hard law. When an injury is done to us, we never recover until we forgive.
Pain and suffering, they are a secret. Kindness and love, they are a secret. But I have learned that kindness and love can pay for pain and suffering.
There is only one way in which one can endure man’s inhumanity to man and that is to try, in one’s own life, to exemplify man’s humanity to man.
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.
One thing is about to be finished, but here is something that is only begun. And while I live it will continue.
But to punish and not to restore, that is the greatest of all offences.
Therefore let us sell our labour for what it is worth. And if an industry cannot buy our labour, let that industry die. But let us not sell our labour cheap to keep an industry alive.
Nothing is every quiet, except for fools.
When men are ruled by fear, they strive to prevent the very changes that will abate it.
There is no point in imagining that if one had been there, one could have prevented a thing that had happened only because it had not been prevented.
Let me not be afraid to defend the weak because of the anger of the strong, nor afraid to defend the poor because of the anger of the rich.
We do not know, we do not know. We shall live from day to day, and put more locks on the doors, and get a fine fierce dog when the fine fierce bitch next door has pups, and hold on to our handbags more tenaciously; and the beauty of the trees by night, and the raptures of lovers under the stars, these things we shall forego. We shall forego the coming home drunken through the midnight streets, and the evening walk over the star-lit veld. We shall be careful, and knock this off our lives, and knock that off our lives, and hedge ourselves about with safety and precaution. And our lives will shrink, but they shall be the lives of superior beings; and we shall live with fear, but at least it will not be a fear of the unknown. And the conscience shall be thrust down; the light of life shall not be extinguished, but be put under a bushel, to be preserved for a generation that will live by it again, in some day not yet come; and how it will come, and when it will come, we shall not think about at all.