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But to feel that there was feeling denied me, that the very breath of life itself was beyond my reach, that more than anything else hurt, wounded me. I had a new hunger.

Richard Wright

No matter how much he would long for them to forget him, they would not be able to. His family was a part of him, not only in blood, but in spirit.
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Able Blood Family Forget Long Matter No Spirit
Hunger has always been more or less at my elbow when I played, but now I began to wake up at night to find hunger standing at my bedside, staring at my gauntly.
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Always Elbow Hunger Less More Night Pray Up Wake
I did not know if the story was factually true or not, but it was emotionally true […].
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Emotionally Factually Knows Stories True
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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Ait Blink Collision Down Fill Heading Heedless Red Rush Scream Steep
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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Black Cities City Dusty Farm Folk Hard Land Pavement Street Thinking Upon
Men can starve from a lack of self-realization as much as they can from a lack of bread.
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Integrity Men Realization Self Strive
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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Abiding Anyone Book Derive Impossible Less Novel Support Told
Violence is a personal necessity for the oppressed…It is not a strategy consciously devised. It is the deep, instinctive expression of a human being denied individuality.
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Expression Individuality Oppressed Personal Strategy Violence
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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Color Convert Defense Make Recognizable Skin Suspect Target
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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Ache Another Awful Chance Committed Done Knowing Listen Some Undo Vaguely
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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Answer Drama Feeling Help Human Love Made Nobody Question Sense Sought Wonder
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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Anything Environment Happen Objective Outside Possible Sake Seem Want World
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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Age Aread Attitude Endure Everything Life Living Others Peaceful Spekticle Suffering Twelve
Love grows from stable relationships, shared experience, loyalty, devotion, trust.
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Devotion Experience Grow Love Loyalty Relationship
The artist must bow to the monster of his own imagination.
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Art Artist Halloween Imagination Monster
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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Attempt Civilization Earth Effort Frantic Frightened Notion Say

But to feel that there was feeling denied me, that the very breath of life itself was beyond my reach, that more than anything else hurt, wounded me. I had a new hunger.

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But to feel that there was feeling denied me, that the very breath of life itself was beyond my reach, that more than anything else hurt, wounded me. I had a new hunger.

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