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.
RICHARD WRIGHTA 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.
More Richard Wright Quotes
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I endowed it with unlimited potentialities, redeemed it for the sake of my own hungry and cloudy yearning.
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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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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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Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books.
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We had our own literature, our own systems of law, religion, medicine, science, and education.
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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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The holy and the evil, the high and the low, the white and the black; our America is frightened of fact, of history, of processes, of necessity.
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Each day when you see us black folk upon the dusty land of your farm or upon the hard pavement of your city streets.
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Make up your mind, Snail! You are half inside your house, And halfway out!
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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 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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What could I dream of that had the barest possibility of coming true?
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All literature is protest.
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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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