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.
RICHARD WRIGHTThey hate because they fear, and they fear because they feel that the deepest feelings of their lives are being assaulted and outraged.
More Richard Wright Quotes
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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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Don’t leave inferences to be drawn when evidence can be presented.
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I made things happen within. Because my environment was bare and bleak,
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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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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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Reading was like a drug, a dope. The novels created moods in which I lived for days.
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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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Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books.
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We had our own civilization in Africa before we were captured and carried off to this land.
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If a man confessed anything on his death bed, it was the truth; for no man could stare death in the face and lie.
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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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I could endure the hunger. I had learned to live with hate.
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It would have been impossible for me to have told anyone what I derived from these novels, for it was nothing less than a sense of life itself.
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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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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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