How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America Quotes

“Not so deep down, we all know that safety is an illusion, that only character melds us together. That’s why most of us do everything we can (healthy and unhealthy) to ward off that real feeling of standing alone so close to the edge of the world.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“We black Southerners, through life, love, and labor, are the generators and architects of American music, narrative, language, capital, and morality. That belongs to us. Take away all those stolen West African girls and boys forced to find an oral culture to express, resist, and signify in the South, and we have no rich American idiom.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“I lie in a bathtub of cold water, still sweating and singing love songs to myself. I put the gun to my head and cock it.

I think of my Grandma and remember that old feeling of being so in love that nothing matters except seeing and being seen by her. I drop the gun to my chest. I'm so sad and I can't really see a way out of what I'm feeling but I'm leaning on memory for help. Faster. Slower. I think I want to hurt myself more than I'm already hurting. I'm not the smartest boy in the world by a long shot, but even in my funk I know that easy remedies like eating your way out of sad, or fucking your way out of sad, or lying your way out of sad, or slanging your way out of sad, or robbing your way out of sad, or gambling your way out of sad, or shooting your way out of sad, are just slower, more acceptable ways for desperate folks, and especially paroled black boys in our country, to kill ourselves and others close to us in America.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“The man of courage is not the man who did not face adversity. The man of courage is the man who faced adversity and spoke to it. The man of courage tells adversity, "You're trespassing and I give you no authority to steal my joy, my faith or my hope.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“Your heart was good but you forgot to guard it. You killed yourself slowly because of this. The heart is the true measure of a man or woman. I loved you and I know that you knew I loved you. We all have addictions. Some are just more obvious to the eye. We are all dying, but we are all living.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“If white American entitlement meant anything, it meant that no matter how patronizing, unashamed, deliberate, unintentional, poor, rich, rural, urban, ignorant, and destructive white Americans could be, black Americans were still encouraged to work for them, write to them, listen to them, talk with them, run from them, emulate them, teach them, dodge them, and ultimately thank them for not being as fucked up as they could be.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“We are real black characters with real character, not the stars of American racist spectacle. Blackness is not probable cause.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“We owe it to each other to love and insist on meaningful revision until the day we die.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America: Essays

“Black children need waves of present, multifaceted love, not simply present fathers.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“Really, we're fighting because she raised me to never forget I was born on parole, which means no black hoodies in wrong neighborhoods, no jogging at night, hands in plain sight at all times in public, no intimate relationships with white women, never driving over the speed limit or doing those rolling stops at stop signs, always speaking the King's English in the presence of white folks, never being outperformed in school or in public by white students, and, most importantly, always remembering that no matter what, the worst of white folks will do anything to get you.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“I pledge to never be passive, patriotic, or grateful in the face of American abuse.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“But i am a black man whose black mama's body and spirit were terrorized by another black man's hands and words. Sexism and patriarchy are not part of the revolution. I am a gender-maneuvering gay black man whose spirit was terrorized by other straight black men. Hetero-sexism and heteronormativity are not a part of our revolution. I am a black man who has ignored the plights of so many of my brothers. Separation because of difference and elitism based on class is not a part of the revolution.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“Our grandmothers and great-grandmothers have paid more than their fair share, and our nation owes them and their children, and their children's children, a lifetime of healthy choices and second chances. That would be responsible.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“Mama's antidote to being born a black boy on parole in Central Mississippi is not for us to seek freedom, but to insist on excellence at all times. Mama takes it personal when she realizes that I realize she is wrong. There ain't no antidote to life, I tell her. How free can you be if you really accept that white folks are the traffic cops of your life? Mama tells me that she is not talking about freedom. She says that she is talking about survival.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“I think of my grandma and remember that old feeling of being so in love that nothing matters except seeing and being seen by her. I drop the gun to my chest. I’m so sad and I can’t really see a way out of what I’m feeling but I’m leaning on memory for help. Faster. Slower. I think I want to hurt myself more than I’m already hurting. I’m not the smartest boy in the world by a long shot, but even in my funk I know that easy remedies like eating your way out of sad, or fucking your way out of sad, or lying your way out of sad, or slanging your way out of sad, or robbing your way out of sad, or gambling your way out of sad, or shooting your way out of sad, are just slower, more acceptable ways for desperate folks, and especially paroled black boys in our country, to kill ourselves and others close to us in America.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“paradigm-shifting change will remain painfully impossible in Mississippi and the nation if we insist on targeting the symbolism of the insult while neglecting and often benefiting from the ongoing violence of the injuries. American—not simply Southern or Mississippian—investment in the pilfering of Black American life, labor, and liberty is the injury on which our nation feeds. It just is.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America: Essays

“Queer antagonism, like trans-antagonism, like anti-Blackness, is an addiction broken only by honest reckoning, consistent practice, and the welcoming of radical spirits.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America: Essays

“You know that it’s time to stop letting your anger and hate [...] be more important than the art of being human and healthy”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“If God needs to condemn anything to hell, it ought to be the idea of social death. Every day we commit an act of revolution, an act of treason, against a system that was never meant to guarantee our survival.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“The worst of me wants credit for intending to do right by Jermaine, and has no intentions of disrupting my life for the needs of a cousin I always looked up to.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“Your letter reminds me that any love that necessitates deception is not love. It doesn't matter if that supposed love is institutional or personal.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“Obama will win. We will win. Then we will continue to lose. And the right questions will never be honestly asked or answered, and it's all just too much.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“I was getting worse and worse at being human. One cold night in New York, in 2009, a friend I loved told me that I was precisely the kind of human being I claimed to despise [...] later that night, I could not sleep, and for the first time in my life, I wrote the sentence, "I've been slowly killing myself and others close to me.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“This weekend, I'm going to drive down to Grandmama's house in Central Mississippi. I'm going to bring my computer. I'm going to ask her to sit next to me while I finish this essay about her artistic rituals of labor vis-á-vis OutKast. I'm going to play ATLiens and Aquemini on her couch while finishing the piece, and think of every conceivable way to thank her for her stank, and for her freshness. I'm going to tell Grandmama that because of her, I know what it's like to be loved responsibly. I'm going to tell her that her love helped me listen, remember, and imagine when I never wanted to listen, remember, or imagine again. I'm going to read the last paragraph of this piece to her, and when Grandmama hugs my neck, I'm going to tell her that when no one in the world believed I was a beautiful Southern Black boy, she believed. I'n going to tell Grandmama that her belief is the only reason I'm still alive, that belief in Black Southern love is why we work.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“They bruise us. They buy us. That is why we are so tired. That is why we are awakened. We are fighting an enemy we've shown exquisite grace, an enemy we've tried to educate, coddle, and outrun, an enemy that never tires of killing itself, just so it can watch us die.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“Faulkner would have known that you cannot love any child in the United States of America if you refuse to accept that this nation was born of a maniacal commitment to the death, destruction, and suffering of Black, brown, and indigenous children and a moral annihilation of white children. Faulkner would have accepted that there has never been a time in this desperate nation’s history when American grown folk have refused to humiliate, abuse, and murder children.”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America: Essays

“Let him guide you as to who is entitled to the most intimate parts of you”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“Like Michael, Mama was the child of two beautiful, always persistent, and often destructive parents”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“Sharing means that perpetual winners have to be okay losing sometimes”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America

“I have intimately fucked up women’s lives while congratulating myself for not being Kanye West, HaLester Myers, etc”
― Kiese Laymon, How to Slowly Kill Yourself and Others in America