I listened, vaguely knowing now that I had committed some awful wrong that I could not undo, that I had uttered words I could not recall even though I ached to nullify them.
RICHARD WRIGHTWe invented a medium of exchange, mined silver and gold, made pottery and cutlery, we fashioned tools and utensils of brass, bronze, ivory, quartz, and granite.
More Richard Wright Quotes
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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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I made things happen within. Because my environment was bare and bleak,
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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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In me was shaping a yearning for a kind of consciousness.
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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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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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Reading was like a drug, a dope. The novels created moods in which I lived for days.
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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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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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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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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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Make up your mind, Snail! You are half inside your house, And halfway out!
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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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All literature is protest.
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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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