I was leaving the South to fling myself into the unknown . . .
RICHARD WRIGHTThe 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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Make up your mind, Snail! You are half inside your house, And halfway out!
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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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It made me love talk that sought answers to questions that could help nobody, that could only keep alive in me that enthralling sense of wonder and awe in the face of the drama of human feeling which is hidden by the external drama of life.
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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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Love grows from stable relationships, shared experience, loyalty, devotion, trust.
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Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books.
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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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