“So he held toward them an attitude of iron reserve; he lived with them, but behind a wall, a curtain. And toward… — Richard Wright Copy Share Image
It would have been impossible for me to have told anyone what I derived from these novels, for it was nothing less… — Richard Wright Copy Share Image
“Held at bay by the hate of others, preoccupied with his own feelings, he was continuously at war with reality.” — Richard Wright Hate Copy Share Image
It was not a matter of believing or disbelieving what I read, but of feeling something new, of being affected by something… — Richard Wright Copy Share Image
there are times when life's ends are so raveled that reason and sense cry out that we stop and gather them together… — Richard Wright Cry Copy Share Image
“I wanted to try to build a bridge of words between me and that world outside, that world which was so distant… — Richard Wright Outside world Copy Share Image
“The southern whites would rather have had Negroes who stole, work for them than Negroes who knew, however dimly, the worth of… — Richard Wright Racism Copy Share Image
It had been only through books-at best, no more than vicarious cultural transfusions-that I had managaed to keep myself alive in a… — Richard Wright Alive Copy Share Image
Each day when you see us black folk upon the dusty land of your farm or upon the hard pavement of your… — Richard Wright Copy Share Image
Anything seemed possible, likely, feasible, because I wanted everything to be possible... Because I had no power to make things happen outside… — Richard Wright Copy Share Image
“Their constant outward-looking, their mania for radios, cars, and a thousand other trinkets made them dream and fix their eyes upon the… — Richard Wright Copy Share Image
I was leaving the South to fling myself into the unknown . . . I was taking a part of the South… — Richard Wright Aliens Copy Share Image
“Every movement of his body is an unconscious protest. Every desire, every dream, no matter how intimate or personal, is a plot… — Richard Wright Dreams Copy Share Image
The more closely the author thinks of why he wrote, the more he comes to regard his imagination as a kind of… — Richard Wright Copy Share Image
“My mother's suffering grew into as symbol in my mind, gathering to itself all the poverty, the ignorance, the helplessness; the painful,… — Richard Wright Men and women Copy Share Image
“I had written a book of short stories which was published under the title of "Uncle Tom's Children". When the review of… — Richard Wright Book Copy Share Image
“One walks along a street and strays unknowingly from one's path; one then looks up and suddenly for those familiar landmarks of… — Richard Wright Copy Share Image
“I forged more notes and my trips to the library became frequent. Reading grew into a passion. My first serious novel was… — Richard Wright Books Copy Share Image
“Not to know the end of the tale filled me with a sense of emptiness, loss. I hungered for the sharp, frightening,… — Richard Wright Books Copy Share Image
“I have found that to tell the truth is the hardest thing on earth. Harder than fighting in a war, harder than… — Richard Wright Copy Share Image
“From far beyond the horizons that bound this bleak plantation there had come to me through my living the knowledge that my… — Richard Wright Life Copy Share Image
“My mother's suffering grew into a symbol in my mind, gathering to itself all the poverty, the ignorance, the helplessness; the painful,… — Richard Wright Life Copy Share Image
“I looked at him and did not answer; there flashed through my mind a quick, running picture of all the squalid hovels… — Richard Wright Copy Share Image
Is not life exactly what it ought to be, in a certain sense? Isn't it only the naive who find all of… — Richard Wright Copy Share Image
I listened, vaguely knowing now that I had committed some awful wrong that I could not undo, that I had uttered words… — Richard Wright Copy Share Image
“(The essence of the irony of the plight of the Negro in America, to me, is that he is doomed to live… — Richard Wright Goals Copy Share Image
“was emotionally true because I had already grown to feel that there existed men against whom I was powerless, men who could… — Richard Wright Deception Copy Share Image
“Humnnn,” he grunted, then laughed. “A dog bite can’t hurt a nigger.” “It’s swelling and it hurts,” I said. “If it bothers… — Richard Wright Black boy Copy Share Image
“A dread of white people now came to live permanently in my feelings and imagination. As the war drew to a close,… — Richard Wright Fear Copy Share Image
“Rather, I plead with you to see a mode of life in our midst, a mode of life stunted and distorted, but… — Richard Wright Civil rights Copy Share Image
“In me was shaping a yearning for a kind of consciousness, a mode of being that the way of life about me… — Richard Wright Copy Share Image
“I grew silent and reserved as the nature of the world in which I lived became plain and undeniable; the bleakness of… — Richard Wright Nature Copy Share Image
“These fantasies were no longer a reflection of my reaction to the white people, they were a part of my living, of… — Richard Wright Emotional life Copy Share Image
“He lay still, his bloodshot eyes staring blankly before him, and drifted into dreams of his problems, compulsively living out dialogues, summing… — Richard Wright Drama Copy Share Image
Our too-young and too-new America, lusty because it is lonely, aggressive because it is afraid, insists upon seeing the world in terms… — Richard Wright Copy Share Image
“Nigger, you sure ought to be glad it was us you talked to that way. You’re a lucky bastard, ’cause if you’d… — Richard Wright Copy Share Image
