When the missionaries came to Africa they had the Bible and we had the land.
A nation that does not honor its heroes will not long endure.
There is no limit to the powers of the human mind. The more concentrated it is, the more power is brought to bear on one point.
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, Ill rise.
Success is not about luck; it's about preparation, hard work, and seizing opportunities.
Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.
When the missionaries came to Africa they had the Bible and we had the land.
A nation that does not honor its heroes will not long endure.
There is no limit to the powers of the human mind. The more concentrated it is, the more power is brought to bear on one point.
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, Ill rise.
Success is not about luck; it's about preparation, hard work, and seizing opportunities.
Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.