We smelted iron, danced, made music and folk poems; we sculpted, worked in glass, spun cotton and wool, wove baskets and cloth.
RICHARD WRIGHTReading was like a drug, a dope. The novels created moods in which I lived for days.
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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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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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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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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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Don’t leave inferences to be drawn when evidence can be presented.
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All literature is protest.
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In me was shaping a yearning for a kind of consciousness.
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I knew that I lived in a country in which the aspirations of black people were limited, marked-off. Yet I felt that I had to go somewhere and do something to redeem my being alive.
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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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Reluctantly, he comes to the conclusion that to account for his book is to account for his life.
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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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I made things happen within. Because my environment was bare and bleak,
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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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Men can starve from a lack of self-realization as much as they can from a lack of bread.
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But to feel that there was feeling denied me, that the very breath of life itself was beyond my reach, that more than anything else hurt, wounded me. I had a new hunger.
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