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.
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
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I 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
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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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Violence is a personal necessity for the oppressed…It is not a strategy consciously devised. It is the deep, instinctive expression of a human being denied individuality.
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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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I did not know if the story was factually true or not, but it was emotionally true […].
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Each day when you see us black folk upon the dusty land of your farm or upon the hard pavement of your city streets.
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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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I could endure the hunger. I had learned to live with hate.
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What could I dream of that had the barest possibility of coming true?
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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.
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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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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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Reluctantly, he comes to the conclusion that to account for his book is to account for his life.
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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
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