We smelted iron, danced, made music and folk poems; we sculpted, worked in glass, spun cotton and wool, wove baskets and cloth.
RICHARD WRIGHTThe artist must bow to the monster of his own imagination.
More Richard Wright Quotes
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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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You usually take it for granted and think you know us, but our history is far stranger than you suspect, and we are not what we seem.
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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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Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books.
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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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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.
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Pity can purge us of hostility and arouse feelings of identification with the characters, but it can also be a consoling reassurance which leads us to believe that we have understood, and that, in pitying, we have even done something to right a wrong.
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I was not leaving the south to forget the south, but so that some day I might understand it
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I made things happen within. Because my environment was bare and bleak,
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Goddamnit, look! We live here and they live there.
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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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Men can starve from a lack of self-realization as much as they can from a lack of bread.
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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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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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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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