What could I dream of that had the barest possibility of coming true?
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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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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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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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 didn’t know I was really alive in this world until I felt things hard enough to kill for ’em.
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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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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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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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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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I was not leaving the south to forget the south, but so that some day I might understand it
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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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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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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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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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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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Men can starve from a lack of self-realization as much as they can from a lack of bread.
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