Reluctantly, he comes to the conclusion that to account for his book is to account for his life.
RICHARD WRIGHTthere 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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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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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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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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I 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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But the color of a Negro’s skin makes him easily recognizable, makes him suspect, converts him into a defenseless target
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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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The artist must bow to the monster of his own imagination.
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Pity can purge us of hostility and arouse feelings of identification with the characters, but it can also be a consoling reassurance which leads us to believe that we have understood, and that, in pitying, we have even done something to right a wrong.
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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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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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Goddamnit, look! We live here and they live there.
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I was leaving the South to fling myself into the unknown . . .
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What could I dream of that had the barest possibility of coming true?
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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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We invented a medium of exchange, mined silver and gold, made pottery and cutlery, we fashioned tools and utensils of brass, bronze, ivory, quartz, and granite.
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