We are such stuff as dreams are made on; and our little life is rounded with a sleep.

Why does the eye see a thing more clearly in dreams than the imagination when awake?

Their dreams have become reality. Freedom is their reward.

If there are dreams about a beautiful South Africa, there are also roads that lead to their goal. Two of these roads could be named Goodness and Forgiveness.

No person has the right to rain on your dreams.

All life is interrelated, and all men are interdependent. The agony of the poor diminishes the rich, and the salvation of the poor enlarges the rich.