All Roads Lead To Johannesburg.

Forgive Us All, For We All Have Trespasses.

Sorrow Is Better Than Fear. Fear Is A Journey,a Terrible Journey, But Sorrow Is At Least An Arrival. When The Storm Threatens, A Man Is Afraid For His House. But When The House Is Destroyed, There Is Something To Do. About A Storm He Can Do Nothing, But He Can Rebuild A House.

Nothing Is Ever Quiet, Except For Fools.

We Do Not Work For Men. We Work For The Land And The People. We Do Not Even Work For Money.

The Afrikaner Has Nowhere To Go, And Thats Why He Would Rather Destroy Himself Than Capitulate.