Make up your mind, Snail! You are half inside your house, And halfway out!
RICHARD WRIGHTIt 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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Our too-young and too-new America, lusty because it is lonely, aggressive because it is afraid, insists upon seeing the world in terms of good and bad.
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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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And they do not know why; they are powerless pawns in a blind play of social forces.
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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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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.
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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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I didn’t know I was really alive in this world until I felt things hard enough to kill for ’em.
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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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In me was shaping a yearning for a kind of consciousness.
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They hate because they fear, and they fear because they feel that the deepest feelings of their lives are being assaulted and outraged.
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What could I dream of that had the barest possibility of coming true?
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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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You usually take it for granted and think you know us, but our history is far stranger than you suspect, and we are not what we seem.
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The artist must bow to the monster of his own imagination.
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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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