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.
RICHARD WRIGHTI listened, vaguely knowing now that I had committed some awful wrong that I could not undo, that I had uttered words I could not recall even though I ached to nullify them.
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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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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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Love grows from stable relationships, shared experience, loyalty, devotion, trust.
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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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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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We smelted iron, danced, made music and folk poems; we sculpted, worked in glass, spun cotton and wool, wove baskets and cloth.
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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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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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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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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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I was not leaving the south to forget the south, but so that some day I might understand it
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Make up your mind, Snail! You are half inside your house, And halfway out!
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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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Kill them, turn back time to the moment before I had talked so that I could have another chance to save myself.
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