"Mma Makutsi gathered her thoughts, standing before the window, looking out to the trees in the distance and the evening sun on the grey-green hills beyond the trees. She had so much to think about : her past, and the place from where she had come; her family, who would be so pleased with this news, [she had just become engaged] up there in Bobonong; and her late brother, Richard, who would never know about this, unless, of course, he was watching from somewhere, which he might be, for all she knew. She loved this country, which was a good place, and she loved those with whom she lived and worked. She had so much love to give- she had always felt that- and now there was somebody to whom she could give this love, and that, she knew was good; for that is what redeems us, that is what makes our pain and sorrow bearable- this giving of love to others, this sharing of the heart."
Closing thoughts in the book by Alexander McCall Smith