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 WRIGHTI was leaving the South to fling myself into the unknown . . .
More Richard Wright Quotes
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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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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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Violence is a personal necessity for the oppressed…It is not a strategy consciously devised. It is the deep, instinctive expression of a human being denied individuality.
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I could endure the hunger. I had learned to live with hate.
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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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But to feel that there was feeling denied me, that the very breath of life itself was beyond my reach, that more than anything else hurt, wounded me. I had a new hunger.
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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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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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Men can starve from a lack of self-realization as much as they can from a lack of bread.
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We had our own literature, our own systems of law, religion, medicine, science, and education.
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Don’t leave inferences to be drawn when evidence can be presented.
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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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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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It made me love talk that sought answers to questions that could help nobody, that could only keep alive in me that enthralling sense of wonder and awe in the face of the drama of human feeling which is hidden by the external drama of life.
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I could think of nothing. And, slowly, it was upon exactly that nothingness that my mind began to dwell, that constant sense of wanting without having, of being hated without reason.
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