“ When no one wanted to bury a dead body, they called the missionaries; not that the missionaries really liked to be involved with mankind, but that they had been known to go into queer places because o… Bessie Head
“ Before the white man became universally disliked for his mental outlook, it was there. The white man found only too many people who looked different. That was all that outraged the receivers of his di… Bessie Head
“ There was something Dikeledi called sham. It made people believe they were more important than the normal image of humankind. She had grown up surrounded by sham. Bessie Head
“ The man who slowly walked away from them was a king in their society. A day had come when he had decided that he did not need any kingship other than the kind of wife everybody would loathe from the b… Bessie Head
“ It seemed to be a makeshift replacement for love, absenting oneself from stifling atmospheres, because love basically was a torrential storm of feeling; it thrived only in partnership with laughing ge… Bessie Head
“ The contradictions were apparent to Makhaya, and perhaps there was no greater crime as yet than all the lies Western civilization had told in the name of Jesus Christ. It seemed to Makhaya far prefera… Bessie Head
“ Life is such a gentle, treasured thing. I learn about it every minute. I think about it so deeply. Bessie Head
“ I once sat down on a bench at Cape Town railway station where the notice Whites Only was obscured. A few moments later a white man approached and shouted: 'Get off!' It never occurred to him that he w… Bessie Head
“ That is, adoration was patient and waiting while love or, if you liked, plain sexual passion banged everything about. It either shouted or thought it knew too much, and it had always left him cold and… Bessie Head
