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
RICHARD WRIGHTAnd they do not know why; they are powerless pawns in a blind play of social forces.
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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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I could endure the hunger. I had learned to live with hate.
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I was leaving the South to fling myself into the unknown . . .
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Men can starve from a lack of self-realization as much as they can from a lack of bread.
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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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I did not know if the story was factually true or not, but it was emotionally true […].
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But the color of a Negro’s skin makes him easily recognizable, makes him suspect, converts him into a defenseless target
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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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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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No matter how much he would long for them to forget him, they would not be able to. His family was a part of him, not only in blood, but in spirit.
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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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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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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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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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I endowed it with unlimited potentialities, redeemed it for the sake of my own hungry and cloudy yearning.
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