Important Quotations Explained
1. The
white man has broken the tribe. And it is my belief—and again I
ask your pardon—that it cannot be mended again. But the house that
is broken, and the man that falls apart when the house is broken,
these are the tragic things. That is why children break the law,
and old white people are robbed and beaten.
Msimangu makes this statement in Chapter 5 after
he welcomes Kumalo to Johannesburg, while discussing the troubles
of Gertrude and Absalom. Msimangu explains to Kumalo what he believes
has gone wrong with their country: the tribal bonds have been broken, giving
young men and women no reason to stay in their villages. These youths
then go to Johannesburg, where they inevitably lose their way and
become morally corrupt. Msimangu is very explicit about the cause-and-effect
relationship that he perceives between the deterioration of black
culture and crime against whites. As such, he expresses the novel’s
central preoccupation with the matter of tribal structure and its
important role in holding the country’s black population together.
2. I
see only one hope for our country, and that is when white men and
black men . . . desiring only the good of their country, come together
to work for it. . . . I have one great fear in my heart, that one
day when they are turned to loving, they will find we are turned
to hating.
Msimangu speaks these words in Chapter 7 immediately
after he and Kumalo meet with John. Msimangu doubts John’s convictions, and
instead of calling him a champion of justice, Msimangu calls John
an example of power’s corrupting influence. Msimangu warns that
power can corrupt black people as much as it corrupts white people.
It is exactly this corruption that keeps South Africa in its predicament,
and in this passage Msimangu unveils his dream of a selfless Christian
faith that will bind all people—black and white—together.
Msimangu’s fear that by the time “they”—the whites—turn
to loving, “we”—the blacks—will have turned to hating calls attention
to Kumalo’s sense of the shift in black attitudes toward whites. Although
Kumalo and Msimangu, members of an older generation, do not wish
to cause strife, younger men such as Napoleon Letsitsi are less
willing to tolerate white oppression. The willingness to be reconciled
exists among both blacks and whites, Msimangu suggests, but never
at the same time. Through Msimangu, Paton hints at the sad irony
of a nation in which justice and racial equality are stymied by
poor timing rather than bad intentions.
3. This
is no time to talk of hedges and fields, or the beauties of any
country. . . . Cry for the broken tribe, for the law and the custom
that is gone. Aye, and cry aloud for the man who is dead, for the
woman and children bereaved. Cry, the beloved country, these things
are not yet at an end.
This quotation, from Chapter 11,
stands in contrast to the novel’s early tendency to dwell on the
lush South African landscape and urges sorrow instead. By breaking
out of this pattern and addressing us with such urgency, the narrator
reflects how grave and ingrained South Africa’s problems are. The
quotation’s ominous last line is a note of prophetic foreshadowing
of Absalom’s death, and though it certainly reflects the pessimism
Kumalo and his brethren may feel, it also informs us that this episode
is one of many blows that South Africa has yet to endure.
4. The
truth is that our civilization is not Christian; it is a tragic compound
of great ideal and fearful practice, of high assurance and desperate
anxiety, of loving charity and fearful clutching of possessions.
Allow me a minute. . . .
These words are written by Arthur Jarvis
and read by his father in Chapter 21. Arthur
contrasts a Christianity that supports the notion of black people
as inferior with a true Christianity that rejects white superiority.
Some Christians, Arthur says, argue that it is God’s will that black
South Africans remain unskilled workers. Trying to educate them
would be an un-Christian action, and therefore wrong. Arthur argues,
however, that every human being has the right to develop his or
her God-given gifts. Because South Africa ignores this principle,
Arthur argues, it is not a truly Christian state.
The cut-off sentence that closes Arthur’s statement is
especially poignant for his father, as these are the last words
that Arthur writes before going downstairs to his death. Ironically,
Arthur Jarvis is on the verge of envisioning a new South Africa
when the problems of the old one cut him down. This tragic turn
of events indicates the dire need for change.
5. And
now for all the people of Africa, the beloved country. Nkosi
Sikelel’ iAfrika, God save Africa. But he would not see
that salvation. It lay afar off, because men were afraid of it.
Because, to tell the truth, they were afraid of him, and his wife,
and Msimangu, and the young demonstrator. And what was there evil
in their desires, in their hunger? That man should walk upright
in the land where they were born, and be free to use the fruits
of the earth, what was there evil in it? . . . They were afraid
because they were so few. And such fear could not be cast out, but
by love.
These thoughts are part of the novel’s
conclusion, as Kumalo keeps his vigil on the mountain while Absalom
hangs. Kumalo prays for Africa, even though he knows it will be
a long time before his prayers are answered. He understands that
fear is the root of injustice: white men fear black men because
there are so few whites and so many blacks. They worry that if the
basic needs of the black population are met, then there will be
little left for them. Kumalo observes, however, that there is nothing
evil in him or his desires, or in his people’s desire for a better
life. They want simply their due as humans (to “walk upright” and
“use the fruits of the earth”). They are not motivated by hatred
and revenge, but by a simple desire for dignity. Kumalo’s rumination
ends with a somewhat troubling paradox: for whites to stop being
afraid, they must begin to understand and then love; in order to
understand and then love, however, they must stop being afraid.
It thus seems impossible for whites and blacks to exist as equals.