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.
RICHARD WRIGHTThe 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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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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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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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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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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Reading was like a drug, a dope. The novels created moods in which I lived for days.
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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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I made things happen within. Because my environment was bare and bleak,
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All literature is protest.
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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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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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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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Men can starve from a lack of self-realization as much as they can from a lack of bread.
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The artist must bow to the monster of his own imagination.
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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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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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Love grows from stable relationships, shared experience, loyalty, devotion, trust.
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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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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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I endowed it with unlimited potentialities, redeemed it for the sake of my own hungry and cloudy yearning.
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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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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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And they do not know why; they are powerless pawns in a blind play of social forces.
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The spirit I had caught gave me insight into the suffering of others, made me gravitate toward those whose feelings were like my own, made me sit for hours while others told me of their lives, made me strangely tender and cruel, violent and peaceful.
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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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It had been only through books-at best, no more than vicarious cultural transfusions-that I had managaed to keep myself alive in a negatively vital way.
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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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