And they do not know why; they are powerless pawns in a blind play of social forces.
RICHARD WRIGHTNo 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.
More Richard Wright Quotes
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In me was shaping a yearning for a kind of consciousness.
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Reluctantly, he comes to the conclusion that to account for his book is to account for his life.
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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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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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The artist must bow to the monster of his own imagination.
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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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The spirit I had caught gave me insight into the suffering of others, made me gravitate toward those whose feelings were like my own, made me sit for hours while others told me of their lives, made me strangely tender and cruel, violent and peaceful.
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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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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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I made things happen within. Because my environment was bare and bleak,
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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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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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Love grows from stable relationships, shared experience, loyalty, devotion, trust.
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Somewhere in the dead of the southern night my life had switched onto the wrong track and without my knowing it.
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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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