Kill them, turn back time to the moment before I had talked so that I could have another chance to save myself.
RICHARD WRIGHTI 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
More Richard Wright Quotes
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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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Make up your mind, Snail! You are half inside your house, And halfway out!
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I was not leaving the south to forget the south, but so that some day I might understand it
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We had our own literature, our own systems of law, religion, medicine, science, and education.
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I was leaving the South to fling myself into the unknown . . .
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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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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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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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Men can starve from a lack of self-realization as much as they can from a lack of bread.
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If you’ve a notion of what man’s heart is, wouldn’t you say that maybe the whole effort of man on earth to build a civilization is simply man’s frantic and frightened attempt to hide himself from himself?
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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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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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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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Goddamnit, look! We live here and they live there.
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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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