If a man confessed anything on his death bed, it was the truth; for no man could stare death in the face and lie.
RICHARD WRIGHTBut the color of a Negro’s skin makes him easily recognizable, makes him suspect, converts him into a defenseless target
More Richard Wright Quotes
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Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books.
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The artist must bow to the monster of his own imagination.
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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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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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We smelted iron, danced, made music and folk poems; we sculpted, worked in glass, spun cotton and wool, wove baskets and cloth.
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Anything 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.
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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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I was leaving the South to fling myself into the unknown . . .
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Goddamnit, look! We live here and they live there.
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We black and they white. They got things and we ain’t. They do things and we can’t. It’s just like livin’ in jail.
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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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We had our own literature, our own systems of law, religion, medicine, science, and education.
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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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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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I endowed it with unlimited potentialities, redeemed it for the sake of my own hungry and cloudy yearning.
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