They hate because they fear, and they fear because they feel that the deepest feelings of their lives are being assaulted and outraged.
RICHARD WRIGHTEach day when you see us black folk upon the dusty land of your farm or upon the hard pavement of your city streets.
More Richard Wright Quotes
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I did not know if the story was factually true or not, but it was emotionally true […].
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I could endure the hunger. I had learned to live with hate.
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Our too-young and too-new America, lusty because it is lonely, aggressive because it is afraid, insists upon seeing the world in terms of good and bad.
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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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Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books.
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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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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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Men can starve from a lack of self-realization as much as they can from a lack of bread.
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I was leaving the South to fling myself into the unknown . . .
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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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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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Make up your mind, Snail! You are half inside your house, And halfway out!
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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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In me was shaping a yearning for a kind of consciousness.
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