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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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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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Aspiration Black Country Limited Live People Redeem Something Somewhere
Our too-young and too-new America, lusty because it is lonely, aggressive because it is afraid, insists upon seeing the world in terms of good and bad.
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Afraid Bad Country Good Lonely Self Term White
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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Certain Civilization Exactly Heart Life Men Ought Sense
All literature is protest.
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All Literature Protest
The artist must bow to the monster of his own imagination.
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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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Basket Cloth Cotton Dance Folk Glass Iron Music Poem Smelted Spun Wool Work
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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Began Constant Could Hate Mind Nothingness Reason Sense Slowly Upon Want
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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Could Death Emotion Mode Must Penalty Place Sad Said Way
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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Arouse Believe Character Feeling Hostility Identification Right Something Wrong
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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Bloom Differently Drink Perhaps South Strange Transplant Warm Wind
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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Always Elbow Hunger Less More Night Pray Up Wake
Men can starve from a lack of self-realization as much as they can from a lack of bread.
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I was leaving the South to fling myself into the unknown . . .
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Darling Leaving Myself Rain South Unknown Wind
Make up your mind, Snail! You are half inside your house, And halfway out!
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Half Halfway House Inside Make Mind Small
Goddamnit, look! We live here and they live there.
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Black Goddamnit Jail Life White
Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books.
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Book Environment Fail Support

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