We smelted iron, danced, made music and folk poems; we sculpted, worked in glass, spun cotton and wool, wove baskets and cloth.
RICHARD WRIGHTI was leaving the South to fling myself into the unknown . . .
More Richard Wright Quotes
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I did not know if the story was factually true or not, but it was emotionally true […].
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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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Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books.
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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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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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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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Make up your mind, Snail! You are half inside your house, And halfway out!
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We had our own literature, our own systems of law, religion, medicine, science, and education.
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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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We had our own civilization in Africa before we were captured and carried off to this land.
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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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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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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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I could endure the hunger. I had learned to live with hate.
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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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