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I could endure the hunger. I had learned to live with hate.

Richard Wright

Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books.
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Book Environment Fail Support
I did not know if the story was factually true or not, but it was emotionally true […].
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Emotionally Factually Knows Stories True
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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Dead Know might Something Southern Switch Track Wrong
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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Author Book Closely Come Dark Emotion Fact Imagination Kind More Regard Think Writing Wrote
Kill them, turn back time to the moment before I had talked so that I could have another chance to save myself.
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Another Back Before Talk Chance Kill Moment Myself Save Turn
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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Being Deepest Fear Feeling Hate Live Play
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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Alive Ems Enough Felt Kill Life Until
Don’t leave inferences to be drawn when evidence can be presented.
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Drawing Evidence Inference Interfere
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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Again Cry End Gather Reason Revealed Sense Stop Together
Reluctantly, he comes to the conclusion that to account for his book is to account for his life.
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Account Book Conclusion Life Reluctantly
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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Ait Blink Collision Down Fill Heading Heedless Red Rush Scream Steep
I was not leaving the south to forget the south, but so that some day I might understand it
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Day Forget Learn Leaving might Some South Understand
He had lived and acted on the assumption that he was alone, and now he saw that he had not been. What he had done made others suffer.
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Act Alone Assumption Been Blood Live Long Saw Suffering
If you’ve a notion of what man’s heart is, wouldn’t you say that maybe the whole effort of man on earth to build a civilization is simply man’s frantic and frightened attempt to hide himself from himself?
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Attempt Civilization Earth Effort Frantic Frightened Notion Say
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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Anything Beyond Breath Denied Else Feel Hunger New
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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Alive Best Book Cultural Keep Manage Me More Support Transfusion Vicarious

I could endure the hunger. I had learned to live with hate.

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