I could endure the hunger. I had learned to live with hate.
RICHARD WRIGHTThe artist must bow to the monster of his own imagination.
More Richard Wright Quotes
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Goddamnit, look! We live here and they live there.
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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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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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I was taking a part of the South to transplant in alien soil, to see if it could grow differently, if it could drink of new and cool rains, bend in strange winds, respond to the warmth of other suns and, perhaps, to bloom
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And they do not know why; they are powerless pawns in a blind play of social forces.
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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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At the age of twelve I had an attitude toward life that was to endure, that was to make me seek those areas of living that would keep it alive, that was to make me skeptical of everything while seeking everything, tolerant of all and yet critical.
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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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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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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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The spirit I had caught gave me insight into the suffering of others, made me gravitate toward those whose feelings were like my own, made me sit for hours while others told me of their lives, made me strangely tender and cruel, violent and peaceful.
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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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Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books.
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It hugs the easy way of damning those whom it cannot understand, of excluding those who look different, and it salves its conscience with a self-draped cloak of righteousness
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I made things happen within. Because my environment was bare and bleak,
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