The more pressure you bring from without, the less internal pressure is necessary.
Oliver TamboRead
In South Africa, I feel I am a stranger, at best an animal.
Interpretation
This quote reflects feelings of alienation and dehumanization in one's own country.
Oliver Tambo's words express the profound sense of disconnection and marginalization that he felt as a person in South Africa, suggesting that, despite being of that land, he was treated as an outsider or less than human. This captures the struggles of identity and belonging in a socio-political context where one's existence is overshadowed by societal attitudes and systemic oppression.
In practice
During a speech addressing issues of social justice, one might quote Tambo's reflection on identity.
The more pressure you bring from without, the less internal pressure is necessary.
The sanctions will not kill us. It's apartheid that's killing us.
How do you deal with a criminal that will not listen to what you have to say and who continues his policy of violence? Some say you continue to talk and let him tire himself out. But nearly 40 years after the institution of apartheid, is there anyone who still believes that verbal persuasion will work?
The U.S. is the last country that should see itself as an ally of the apartheid system.
It was of limited usefulness to head great rallies. The government did not listen, and, soon enough, the tear gas and the muzzles of the guns were turned against the people. The justice of our cries went unrecognized.
It was becoming clear that, from being at the top at Holy Cross, we were at the bottom at St. Peter's. Objectively, this was very good, for it offered us a challenge and an opportunity to grow if we were ready to take it; and we surely were.
Twice two makes four seems to me simply a piece of insolence. Twice two makes four is a pert coxcomb who stands with arms akimbo barring your path and spitting. I admit that twice two makes four is an excellent thing, but if we are to give everything its due, twice two makes five is sometimes a very charming thing too.
America is a willingness of the heart.
Defend our liberties and fashion into one united people the multitudes brought hither out of many kindred and tongues.
It seems to me that all the things we keep in sealed boxes are both alive and dead until we open the box, that the unobserved is both there and not.
A newspaper, not having to act on its descriptions and reports, but only to sell them to idly curious people, has nothing but honor to lose by inaccuracy and non-veracity.
The man is a humbug β a vulgar, shallow, self-satisfied mind, absolutely inaccessible to the complexities and delicacies of the real world. He has the journalist's air of being a specialist in everything, of taking in all points of view and being always on the side of the angels: he merely annoys a reader who has the least experience of knowing things, of what knowing is like. There is not two pence worth of real thought or real nobility in him. But he isn't dull.
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