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In me was shaping a yearning for a kind of consciousness.

Richard Wright

Love grows from stable relationships, shared experience, loyalty, devotion, trust.
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Devotion Experience Grow Love Loyalty Relationship
Somewhere in the dead of the southern night my life had switched onto the wrong track and without my knowing it.
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Dead Know might Something Southern Switch Track Wrong
I was not leaving the south to forget the south, but so that some day I might understand it
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Day Forget Learn Leaving might Some South Understand
Hunger has always been more or less at my elbow when I played, but now I began to wake up at night to find hunger standing at my bedside, staring at my gauntly.
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Always Elbow Hunger Less More Night Pray Up Wake
I made things happen within. Because my environment was bare and bleak,
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Bleak Environment Happen Made Thing Vbare
I knew that I lived in a country in which the aspirations of black people were limited, marked-off. Yet I felt that I had to go somewhere and do something to redeem my being alive.
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Aspiration Black Country Limited Live People Redeem Something Somewhere
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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Arouse Believe Character Feeling Hostility Identification Right Something Wrong
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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Again Cry End Gather Reason Revealed Sense Stop Together
All literature is protest.
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All Literature Protest
The holy and the evil, the high and the low, the white and the black; our America is frightened of fact, of history, of processes, of necessity.
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Black Country Evil Fact Frightened High History Holy Necessity Process White
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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Bloom Differently Drink Perhaps South Strange Transplant Warm Wind
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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Conscience Damm Drape Easy Hug Righteousness Salvie Self
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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Alive Ems Enough Felt Kill Life Until
I did not know if the story was factually true or not, but it was emotionally true […].
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Emotionally Factually Knows Stories True
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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City Grant History Pavement Seem Stranger Suspect Take Think
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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Gratitude Hour Like Live Made Peacefully Spirit Suffer Tender Violent

In me was shaping a yearning for a kind of consciousness.

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