I’m not a separatist. The imagination is integrative. That’s how you make the new — by putting something else with what you’ve got. And I’m unashamedly an American integrationist.
RALPH ELLISONIn those days it was either live with music or die with noise, and we chose rather desperately to live.
More Ralph Ellison Quotes
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…and yet I am what they think I am.
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I do not know if all cops are poets, but I know that all cops carry guns with triggers.
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If only all the contradictory voices shouting in my head would calm down and sing a song in unison, whatever it was I wouldn’t care as long as they sang without dissonance.
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Life is as the sea, art a ship in which man conquers life’s crushing formlessness, reducing it to a course, a series of swells, tides and wind currents inscribed on a chart.
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All novels are about certain minorities: the individual is a minority.
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God is love, I said, but art’s the possibility of forms, and shadows are the source of identity.
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Without the possibility of action, all knowledge comes to one labeled ‘file and forget.’
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Education is all a matter of building bridges.
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the world is just as concrete, ornery, vile, and sublimely wonderful as before, only now I better understand my relation to it and it to me.
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To hell with being ashamed of what you liked.
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I was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which I, and only I, could answer.
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My hole is warm and full of light.
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Life is to be lived, not controlled, and humanity is won by continuing to play in face of certain defeat.
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That which we remember is, more often than not, that which we would like to have been; or that which we hope to be. Thus our memory and our identity are ever at odds; our history ever a tale told by inattentive idealists.
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The clock ticked with empty urgency, as though trying to catch up with the time. In the street a siren howled.
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