One of the best last lines I’ve read is from Alan Paton’s novel, Cry the Beloved Country. I read it as a schoolgirl and have never forgotten it.
And when that dawn will come, the dawn of our emancipation, from the fear of bondage and the bondage of fear, why that is a secret.
That day did come, the day when apartheid became history. It was worth the wait. I’ve realized, after thinking about this for some months, that a certain kind of waiting has to do with love.