Maxioms by Richard Wright
Men simply copied the realities of their hearts when they built prisons
Men simply copied the realities of their hearts when they built prisons
I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how read more
I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all.
Blues, spirituals, and folk tales recounted from mouth to mouth . . . all these formed the channels through which read more
Blues, spirituals, and folk tales recounted from mouth to mouth . . . all these formed the channels through which the racial wisdom flowed.
