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.
RICHARD WRIGHTAnything 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.
More Richard Wright Quotes
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Is not life exactly what it ought to be, in a certain sense? Isn’t it only the naive who find all of this baffling?
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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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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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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 endowed it with unlimited potentialities, redeemed it for the sake of my own hungry and cloudy yearning.
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Goddamnit, look! We live here and they live there.
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Love grows from stable relationships, shared experience, loyalty, devotion, trust.
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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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I was leaving the South to fling myself into the unknown . . .
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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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Reading was like a drug, a dope. The novels created moods in which I lived for days.
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I could endure the hunger. I had learned to live with hate.
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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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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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Make up your mind, Snail! You are half inside your house, And halfway out!
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