Reading was like a drug, a dope. The novels created moods in which I lived for days.
RICHARD WRIGHTHe 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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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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We black and they white. They got things and we ain’t. They do things and we can’t. It’s just like livin’ in jail.
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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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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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We had our own literature, our own systems of law, religion, medicine, science, and education.
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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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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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Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books.
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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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In me was shaping a yearning for a kind of consciousness.
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Don’t leave inferences to be drawn when evidence can be presented.
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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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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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It 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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