Reluctantly, he comes to the conclusion that to account for his book is to account for his life.
RICHARD WRIGHTI made things happen within. Because my environment was bare and bleak,
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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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What could I dream of that had the barest possibility of coming true?
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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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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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Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books.
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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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I endowed it with unlimited potentialities, redeemed it for the sake of my own hungry and cloudy yearning.
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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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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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Kill them, turn back time to the moment before I had talked so that I could have another chance to save myself.
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Make up your mind, Snail! You are half inside your house, And halfway out!
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It would have been impossible for me to have told anyone what I derived from these novels, for it was nothing less than a sense of life itself.
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Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books.
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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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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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