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.
RICHARD WRIGHTIt 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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What could I dream of that had the barest possibility of coming true?
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We had our own literature, our own systems of law, religion, medicine, science, and education.
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Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books.
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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 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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Love grows from stable relationships, shared experience, loyalty, devotion, trust.
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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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It made me love talk that sought answers to questions that could help nobody, that could only keep alive in me that enthralling sense of wonder and awe in the face of the drama of human feeling which is hidden by the external drama of life.
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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 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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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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Reading was like a drug, a dope. The novels created moods in which I lived for days.
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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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Make up your mind, Snail! You are half inside your house, And halfway out!
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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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