“Maybe man is nothing in particular,' Cross said gropingly. 'Maybe that's the terror of it. Man may be just anything at all. And maybe man deep down suspects this, really knows this, kind of dreams that it is true; but at the same time he does not want really to know it? May not human life on this earth be a kind of frozen fear of man at what he could possibly be? And every move he makes might not these moves be just to hide this awful fact? To twist it into something which he feels would make him rest and breathe a little easier? What man is is perhaps too much to be borne by man...”
“Maybe man is nothing in particular,' Cross said gropingly. 'Maybe that's the terror of it. Man may be just anything at all. And maybe man deep down suspects this, really knows this, kind of dreams that it is true; but at the same time he does not want really to know it? May not human life on this earth be a kind of frozen fear of man at what he could possibly be? And every move he makes might not these moves be just to hide this awful fact? To twist it into something which he feels would make him rest and breathe a little easier? What man is is perhaps too much to be borne by man...”
Richard Wright
“The artist must bow to the monster of his own imagination.”
Richard Wright“The impulse to dream was slowly beaten out of me by experience. Now it surged up again and I hungered for books, new ways of looking and seeing.”
Richard Wright“Men can starve from a lack of self-realization as much as they can from a lack of bread.”
Richard Wright“...the real danger does not stem from those who seek to grab their share of wealth through force, or from those who try to defend their property through violence, for both of these groups, by their affirmative acts, support the values of the system in which they live. The millions that I would fear are those who do not dream of the prizes that the nation holds forth, for it is in them, though they may not know it, that a revolution has taken place and is building its time to translate itself into a new and strange way of life.”
Richard Wright“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”
Richard Wright“If you posses enough courage to speak out what you are, you will find that you are not alone.”
Richard Wright“If a man confessed anything on his death bed, it was the truth; for no man could stare death in the face and lie.”
Richard Wright“Richard Wright, a Mississippi-born negro, has written a blinding and corrosive study in hate. It is a novel entitled "Native Son".”
David L. Cohn“Every man, it seems, interprets the world in the light of his habits and desires”
Richard Wright, The Outsider“Hate yearned to destroy and sought to forget, but love could not. Love strove creatively towards days that had yet to come.”
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