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.
RICHARD WRIGHTMake up your mind, Snail! You are half inside your house, And halfway out!
More Richard Wright Quotes
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I endowed it with unlimited potentialities, redeemed it for the sake of my own hungry and cloudy yearning.
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Each day when you see us black folk upon the dusty land of your farm or upon the hard pavement of your city streets.
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It was not a matter of believing or disbelieving what I read, but of feeling something new, of being affected by something that made the look of the world different.
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Men can starve from a lack of self-realization as much as they can from a lack of bread.
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Is not life exactly what it ought to be, in a certain sense? Isn’t it only the naive who find all of this baffling?
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Reading was like a drug, a dope. The novels created moods in which I lived for days.
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A mode of being that the way of life about me had said could not be, must not be, and upon which the penalty of death had been placed.
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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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Make up your mind, Snail! You are half inside your house, And halfway out!
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But the color of a Negro’s skin makes him easily recognizable, makes him suspect, converts him into a defenseless target
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Anything seemed possible, likely, feasible, because I wanted everything to be possible… Because I had no power to make things happen outside of me in the objective world.
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It had been only through books-at best, no more than vicarious cultural transfusions-that I had managaed to keep myself alive in a negatively vital way.
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I was taking a part of the South to transplant in alien soil, to see if it could grow differently, if it could drink of new and cool rains, bend in strange winds, respond to the warmth of other suns and, perhaps, to bloom
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Goddamnit, look! We live here and they live there.
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In me was shaping a yearning for a kind of consciousness.
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