Each day when you see us black folk upon the dusty land of your farm or upon the hard pavement of your city streets.
RICHARD WRIGHTNo 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.
More Richard Wright Quotes
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I was leaving the South to fling myself into the unknown . . .
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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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You usually take it for granted and think you know us, but our history is far stranger than you suspect, and we are not what we seem.
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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.
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The holy and the evil, the high and the low, the white and the black; our America is frightened of fact, of history, of processes, of necessity.
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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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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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All literature is protest.
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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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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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We 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.
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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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I endowed it with unlimited potentialities, redeemed it for the sake of my own hungry and cloudy yearning.
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I made things happen within. Because my environment was bare and bleak,
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Men can starve from a lack of self-realization as much as they can from a lack of bread.
RICHARD WRIGHT