The Awkward Black Man Quotes

“People are so afraid of dying that they don’t even live the little bit of life they have.”
― Walter Mosley, The Awkward Black Man: Stories

“had a girlfriend named Lana who told me she loved me but said that her impression of life was that people should live alone, answerable to no one. This, she said, made love a true choice and not a duty that inevitably transmogrified into spite.”
― Walter Mosley, The Awkward Black Man: Stories

“I always keep thinkin' that maybe I could find a place where you nevah have to get mad, and then I'd be cool. My daddy told me before he died that that place was called Dead.”
― Walter Mosley, The Awkward Black Man: Stories

“Making friends has always been hard for me.”
― Walter Mosley, The Awkward Black Man: Stories

“I do my best thinking when I’m asleep.”
― Walter Mosley, The Awkward Black Man: Stories

“journalist asked President Obama about you, but he refused to comment and it’s been all over the news.” “What has?” Michael asked his ex. “Obama not saying anything.”
― Walter Mosley, The Awkward Black Man: Stories

“I had a girlfriend named Lana who told me she loved me but said that her impression of life was that people should live alone, answerable to no one. This, she said, made love a true choice and not a duty that inevitably transmogrified into spite.”
― Walter Mosley, The Awkward Black Man: Stories

“existentialist”
― Walter Mosley, The Awkward Black Man: Stories

“The only leaders they should evah have is parents, teachers, and generals during time of war. Other than that we all just people come from our mothers and headed for the grave.”
― Walter Mosley, The Awkward Black Man: Stories

“I found out a lot about my father as he regaled my wife. He'd learned how to be a potter in a small village in Bolivia. There, working on a kick-wheel in a shack the size of an outhouse, he started thinking about the few novels he'd read.”
― Walter Mosley, The Awkward Black Man

“realized that even though I was a ghost, I was the one being haunted by the animosity I’d worn like a badge through my life. I never made anything of myself, and I held Mira back. I wrote stories that I knew would never be published, and I hated freely. I was my own private hell.”
― Walter Mosley, The Awkward Black Man: Stories

“Even as my body rotted and festered under the unblinking eyes of Clark Heinemann, the thoughts I had at death survived. One thousand unpublished stories, 26,473 rejection letters, and all those editorial twits that never gave me a break. The only thing left of me was a raging emotion at every publisher of every insignificant quarterly—but most of all, Clark Heinemann.”
― Walter Mosley, The Awkward Black Man: Stories