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It is a credit to a writer like Ernest J. Gaines, a black writer who writes mainly about the people he grew up with in rural Louisiana, that he can write about whites and blacks exactly as he sees them and knows them, instead of writing of one group as a vast malignant lump and of the other as a conglomerate of perfect virtues.
— Oct 29, 2015 10:54AM
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Life is better than death, I believe, if only because it is less boring, and because it has fresh peaches in it.
— Nov 25, 2015 02:10PM
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"My Father's Country is the Poor," an essay relating Walker's 1977 trip to Cuba, is the most emotionally and intellectually nourishing essay I've read in some time. Despite debilitating treatment of gays, Walker's depiction of Cuba eviscerates captalist (American) coloring of la revolución.
— Nov 17, 2015 10:45AM
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I am not tragically colored. There is no great sorrow dammed up in my soul, nor lurking behind my eyes. I do not mind at all. I do not belong to the sobbing school of Negrohood who hold that nature somehow has given them a lowdown dirty deal and whose feelings are all hurt about it… No, I do not weep at the world—I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife. —Zora Neale Hurston, “How It Feels To Be Colored Me,” World Tom
— Nov 12, 2015 05:48AM
