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I might be out of jail, I said, but I was not yet free.
I said that there was a middle ground between white fears and black hopes, and we in the ANC would find it.
The right to assemble and demonstrate in support of our just demands was not a favor to be granted by the government at its discretion.
Harlem, as my wife said, was the Soweto of America.
To us, Harlem symbolized the strength of resistance and the beauty of black pride.
The parties agreed that decisions would be taken by “sufficient consensus,” which was never defined, but in practice meant an agreement between the government and the ANC and a majority of the other parties.
To make peace with an enemy one must work with that enemy, and that enemy becomes one’s partner.
Perhaps it requires such depth of oppression to create such heights of character.
I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it.
The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear.
People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite.
Man’s goodness is a flame that can be hidden but never extinguished.
The truth is that we are not yet free; we have merely achieved the freedom to be free, the right not to be oppressed.
For to be free is not merely to cast off one’s chains, but to live in a way that respects and enhances the freedom of others.