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I Cherish My Own Freedom Dearly, But I Care Even More For Your Freedom. Too Many Have Died Since I Went To Prison. Too Many Have Suffered For The Love Of Freedom. I Owe It To Their Widows, To Their Orphans, To Their Mothers And Their Fathers, Who Have Grieved And Wept For Them ..... Not Only Have I Suffered During These Long Lonely Wasted Years. I Am No Less Life-loving Than You Are. But I Cannot Sell The Birthright Of The People To Be Free ....... Only Free Men Can Negotiate. Prisoners Cannot Enter Into Contracts. Your Freedom And Mine Cannot Be Separated.

We Have Laid The Foundation For A Better Life. Things That Were Unimaginable A Few Years Ago Have Become Everyday Reality. I Belong To The Generation Of Leaders For Whom The Achievement Of Democracy Was The Defining Challenge.

The Authorities Liked To Say That We Received A Balanced Diet; It Was Indeed Balanced - Between The Unpalatable And The Inedible.

During The Years I Lived Here, The People Of Alexandra Ignored Tribal And Ethnic Distinctions. Instead Of Being Xhosas, Or Sothos, Or Zulus, Or Shangaans, We Were Alexandrans. We Were One People, And We Undermined The Distinctions That The Apartheid Government Tried So Hard To Impose. It Saddens And Angers Me To See The Rising Hatred Of Foreigners.

Press Freedom Will Never Be Under Threat In South Africa For As Long As The Anc Is The Majority Party