can you hear me now? I shall not rest, for I shall know no peace until I have avenged you.
the cry of someone in great pain, a person who immediate help would mean everything.
....Tonight, one of you is going to win the hand of my daughter Zarah. But he must be the bravest of you all. We live in times when a man’s might is his right.
....I was born sixty-five years ago, at a time when man was man, and women were won by those who deserved them.
I wish I could tell you my story…I feel you would understand”…. to a stranger he met fortuitously on the train and for two days had travelled with in silence
He looked over his shoulder, like a thief entering a strong room, and his voice sank low.
He looked out of the window, as if the interview gave him some pain, and for a moment I studied him silently.
But now things are different. Yes, things are gradually passing into African hands. Soon al the power will be in our hands. It's worth fighting for.