They hate because they fear, and they fear because they feel that the deepest feelings of their lives are being assaulted and outraged.
RICHARD WRIGHTWe invented a medium of exchange, mined silver and gold, made pottery and cutlery, we fashioned tools and utensils of brass, bronze, ivory, quartz, and granite.
More Richard Wright Quotes
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I was leaving the South to fling myself into the unknown . . .
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And they do not know why; they are powerless pawns in a blind play of social forces.
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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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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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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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there are times when life’s ends are so raveled that reason and sense cry out that we stop and gather them together again before we can proceed
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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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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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Goddamnit, look! We live here and they live there.
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What could I dream of that had the barest possibility of coming true?
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All literature is protest.
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Don’t leave inferences to be drawn when evidence can be presented.
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Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books.
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The artist must bow to the monster of his own imagination.
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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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