Едно усмихнато момчестои сред падащия сняг,простира длани,докато побелеят.
Shaking hands I was doing something that I was to do countless times in the years to come: acting in conformity with what others expected of me even though, by the very nature and form of my life, I d...
One can account for just so much of life, and then no more. At least, not yet. With
Whether he’ll follow some gaudy, hysterical leader who’ll promise rashly to fill the void in him, or whether he’ll come to an understanding with the millions of his kindred fellow workers under trade-...
Sweep away the cloudsAnd let a dome of blue skyGive this sea a name!
I wish I could be an example to you...I knew that I had conquered him, had rid myself of him mentally and emotionally; but I wanted to be sure.You are not an example to me; you could never be, I spat...
Nigger, you sure ought to be glad it was us you talked to that way. You’re a lucky bastard, ’cause if you’d said that to some other white man, you might’ve been a dead nigger now. I was learning rapid...
With ever watchful eyes and bearing scars, visible and invisible, I headed North, full of a hazy notion that life could be lived with dignity, that the personalities of others should not be violated,...
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 hims...
Knowing almost nothing about books or serious magazines, intellectually he is a creature of the movie house, where he is an easy prey to fantasies concocted by Hollywood for the gullible. He
There are times, Your Honor, when reality bears features of such an impellingly moral complexion that it is impossible to follow the hewn path of expediency. There are times when life’s ends are so ra...
Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books...
Slowly he lifted his hands in the darkness and held them in mid-air, the fingers spread weakly open. If he reached out with his hands, and if his hands were electric wires, and if his heart were a bat...
Held at bay by the hate of others, preoccupied with his own feelings, he was continuously at war with reality.
I had never in my life been abused by whites, but I had already become as conditioned to their existence as though I had been the victim of a thousand lynchings.
Hence, there is no such thing as an absolute objectivity of attitude. The most rigorously determined attitude of objectivity is, at best, relative. We are human; we are the slaves of our assumptions,...
They lived on the surface of their days; their smiles were surface smiles, and their tears were surface tears. Negroes lived a truer and deeper life than they, but I wished that Negroes, too, could li...
The day Native Son appeared, American culture was changed forever, Howe declared. It made impossible a repetition of the old lies [and] brought out into the open, as no one ever had before, the hatred...
Tôi nóng lòng học để đọc tiểu thuyết và tôi dày vò mẹ tôi để mẹ giải thích cho tôi nghĩa mọi từ xa lạ tôi gặp, không phải vì từ ngữ có một giá trị tự thân, mà vì rằng đây là chìa khóa của một thế giới...
Violence is a personal necessity for the oppressed...It is not a strategy consciously devised. It is the deep, instinctive expression of a human being denied individuality.
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