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Zulu pastor Stephen Kumalo travels to Johannesburg on an errand for a friend and to visit his son, Absalom, only to learn Absalom has been accused of murdering white city engineer and social activist Arthur Jarvis and stands very little chance of receiving mercy.
Beautiful. Also relevant. There are things about 1948 South Africa that ring true here, today. So much fear. This is a sad book, for sure, but also lovely. ( )
What an amazing book. This had been on my list to read for a long time and I wish I had gotten to it sooner. The writing is amazing, the first few pages grabbed me and I felt the amazing rhythm of the words that reminded me of South African songs I know. The difficult plot is handled so sensitively. I am so glad I read this and it will stay with me a long time.
Here's what I wrote in 2008 about this read: "Published in 1948 about South Africa. It also provided insights on Abraham Lincoln; his writing and speeches. MGA can remember ploughing through Barlett's afterward. Wonderful, should re-read." ( )
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To Aubrey & Marigold Burns of Fairfax, California
To my wife and to my friend of many years JAN HENDRIK HOFMEYR
Primeres paraules
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It is true that there is a lovely road that runs from Ixopo into the hills.
Citacions
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It is not permissible to add to one’s possessions if these things can only be done at the cost of other men. Such development has only one true name, and that is exploitation.
Cry, the beloved country, for the unborn child that is the inheritor of our fear. Let him not love the earth too deeply. Let him not laugh too gladly when the water runs through his fingers, nor stand too silent when the setting sun makes red the veld with fire. Let him not be too moved when the birds of his land are singing, nor give too much of his heart to a mountain or a valley. For fear will rob him of all if he gives too much.
Cry for the broken tribe, for the law and the custom that is gone. Aye, and cry aloud for the man who is dead, for the woman and children bereaved. Cry, the beloved country, these things are not yet at an end.
All roads lead to Johannesburg.
When people go to Johannesburg, they do not come back.
I see only one hope for our country, and that is when white men and black men, desiring neither power nor money, but desiring only the good of their country, come together to work for it.
Darreres paraules
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But when that dawn will come, of our emancipation, from the fear of bondage and the bondage of fear, why, that is a secret.
Zulu pastor Stephen Kumalo travels to Johannesburg on an errand for a friend and to visit his son, Absalom, only to learn Absalom has been accused of murdering white city engineer and social activist Arthur Jarvis and stands very little chance of receiving mercy.
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