The holy and the evil, the high and the low, the white and the black; our America is frightened of fact, of history, of processes, of necessity.
RICHARD WRIGHTReluctantly, he comes to the conclusion that to account for his book is to account for his life.
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We smelted iron, danced, made music and folk poems; we sculpted, worked in glass, spun cotton and wool, wove baskets and cloth.
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In me was shaping a yearning for a kind of consciousness.
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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 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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We black and they white. They got things and we ain’t. They do things and we can’t. It’s just like livin’ in jail.
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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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We had our own civilization in Africa before we were captured and carried off to this land.
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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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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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I was leaving the South to fling myself into the unknown . . .
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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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Love grows from stable relationships, shared experience, loyalty, devotion, trust.
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The more closely the author thinks of why he wrote, the more he comes to regard his imagination as a kind of self-generating cement which glued his facts together, and his emotions as a kind of dark and obscure designer of those facts.
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If a man confessed anything on his death bed, it was the truth; for no man could stare death in the face and lie.
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