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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.

Richard Wright

The 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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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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Could Death Emotion Mode Must Penalty Place Sad Said Way
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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Age Aread Attitude Endure Everything Life Living Others Peaceful Spekticle Suffering Twelve
We had our own civilization in Africa before we were captured and carried off to this land.
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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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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
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 could think of nothing. And, slowly, it was upon exactly that nothingness that my mind began to dwell, that constant sense of wanting without having, of being hated without reason.
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It was not a matter of believing or disbelieving what I read, but of feeling something new, of being affected by something that made the look of the world different.
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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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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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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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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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I made things happen within. Because my environment was bare and bleak,
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We smelted iron, danced, made music and folk poems; we sculpted, worked in glass, spun cotton and wool, wove baskets and cloth.
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Basket Cloth Cotton Dance Folk Glass Iron Music Poem Smelted Spun Wool Work

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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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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