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Kill them, turn back time to the moment before I had talked so that I could have another chance to save myself.

Richard Wright

I made things happen within. Because my environment was bare and bleak,
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Bleak Environment Happen Made Thing Vbare
And they do not know why; they are powerless pawns in a blind play of social forces.
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Blind Force Know Pawn Play Powerless Social
Men can starve from a lack of self-realization as much as they can from a lack of bread.
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Integrity Men Realization Self Strive
The artist must bow to the monster of his own imagination.
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Art Artist Halloween Imagination Monster
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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Dead Know might Something Southern Switch Track Wrong
Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books.
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Book Environment Fail Support
Reading was like a drug, a dope. The novels created moods in which I lived for days.
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Day Dope Drug Love Reading
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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Act Alone Assumption Been Blood Live Long Saw Suffering
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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Being Deepest Fear Feeling Hate Live Play
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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Author Book Closely Come Dark Emotion Fact Imagination Kind More Regard Think Writing Wrote
Make up your mind, Snail! You are half inside your house, And halfway out!
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Half Halfway House Inside Make Mind Small
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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Gratitude Hour Like Live Made Peacefully Spirit Suffer Tender Violent
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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Attempt Civilization Earth Effort Frantic Frightened Notion Say
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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Affect Being Believe Different Disbelieve Feeling Matter New Something
Is not life exactly what it ought to be, in a certain sense? Isn’t it only the naive who find all of this baffling?
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Certain Civilization Exactly Heart Life Men Ought Sense
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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Able Blood Family Forget Long Matter No Spirit

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