And was quite happy to let people get on with their jobs without his breathing down their necks. Privately, he and his family led a model life. He helped with Swedish-adjustment classes for refugees,...
And took us to the end of long, dark tunnels, which were filled with green rock and dust. My job was to load rock after it had been blasted, and I did this for seven hours a day. I grew
[Spoiler Alert (!)] There were times when you simply had to speak, or you would have your lifetime ahead to regret not speaking. But every time [Mr J.L.B. Matekoni] had tried to speak to [Mma Ramotswe...
You know something? he said to Jamie. I’ve never believed in God, but I do believe in his love.
You have to tell her that you have forgiven what she did to you. You have that duty because we all of us have it. It comes in different forms, but it is always the same duty. We have to forgive.
Writers just play out their fantasies in their books. They are often very unstable, tricky people, Bertie. Writers are usually very bad at real life and feel that they have to create imaginary lives t...
What does it matter, she thought, if businesses are left unattended, if people are not always as we want them to be; we need the time just to be human, to enjoy something like this: a boy chasing ants...
What I said to you was private. We can have private reservations about a person’s work, but that doesn’t mean to say that we have to spell those out to him. It’s called tact, Isabel!
We should all have a tree in our childhood...a tree one might explore, a tree from which one might learn how to fall.
We find what we are looking for in life, her father had once said to her, which was true—if you look for happiness, you will see it; if you look for distrust and envy and hatred—all those things—you w...
We can't afford to be without God, Feliks continued. Even if he doesn't exist, we have to hold on to him. Because if we don't, then how are we to convince ourselves that we have to go on with this fig...
We are the ones who first ploughed the earth when Modise (God) made it, ran an old Setswana poem. We were the ones who made the food. We are the ones who look after the men when they are little boys,...
Violins sang, brass crowed, while bassoons, she felt, rumbled according to a Richter scale all of their own. Charlie
To use strong language, she thought, was a sign of bad temper and lack of concern for others. Such people were not clever or bold simply because they used such language; each time they opened their mo...
This tea is for people who really appreciate tea. Ordinary tea is for anyone.
There's a difference, I think, between falling in love and knowing it.
There were times when life’s problems were convincingly outweighed by its possibilities, and this, she felt, was one.
There are so many people who would love to be able to live in peace, but there are so many others who do not want to let them. Mr.
The young rarely believe that they will not be able to get what they want, because there is always an open future.
The sound of the kettle boiling was in itself the sound of normality, of reason, the sound of a fight back against the sadness of things.