All Roads Lead To Johannesburg.

The Judge Does Not Make The Law. It Is People That Make The Law. Therefore If A Law Is Unjust, And If The Judge Judges According To The Law, That Is Justice, Even If It Is Not Just.

We Do Not Work For Men. We Work For The Land And The People. We Do Not Even Work For Money.

I Am A Weak And Sinful Man, But God Put His Hands On Me, That Is All.

The Tragedy Is Not That Things Are Broken. The Tragedy Is That Things Are Not Mended Again.

There Is A Lovely Road That Runs From Ixopo Into The Hills. These Hills Are Grass-covered And Rolling, And They Are Lovely Beyond Any Singing Of It.