And they do not know why; they are powerless pawns in a blind play of social forces.
RICHARD WRIGHTThe artist must bow to the monster of his own imagination.
More Richard Wright Quotes
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What could I dream of that had the barest possibility of coming true?
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I made things happen within. Because my environment was bare and bleak,
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In me was shaping a yearning for a kind of consciousness.
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It made me love talk that sought answers to questions that could help nobody, that could only keep alive in me that enthralling sense of wonder and awe in the face of the drama of human feeling which is hidden by the external drama of life.
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I could endure the hunger. I had learned to live with hate.
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I listened, vaguely knowing now that I had committed some awful wrong that I could not undo, that I had uttered words I could not recall even though I ached to nullify them.
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I was not leaving the south to forget the south, but so that some day I might understand it
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You usually take it for granted and think you know us, but our history is far stranger than you suspect, and we are not what we seem.
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At the age of twelve I had an attitude toward life that was to endure, that was to make me seek those areas of living that would keep it alive, that was to make me skeptical of everything while seeking everything, tolerant of all and yet critical.
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It would have been impossible for me to have told anyone what I derived from these novels, for it was nothing less than a sense of life itself.
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Kill them, turn back time to the moment before I had talked so that I could have another chance to save myself.
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He had lived and acted on the assumption that he was alone, and now he saw that he had not been. What he had done made others suffer.
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Our too-young and too-new America, lusty because it is lonely, aggressive because it is afraid, insists upon seeing the world in terms of good and bad.
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If you’ve a notion of what man’s heart is, wouldn’t you say that maybe the whole effort of man on earth to build a civilization is simply man’s frantic and frightened attempt to hide himself from himself?
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The locomotive of my heart was rushing down a dangerously steep slope, heading for a collision, heedless of the warning red lights that blinked all about me, the sirens and the ells and the screams that filled the air.
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