The Main Thing You Got To Remember

I Tell Younger Writers That Indeed It Is Devastating To Be Rejected. You Feel Like The Bottom Dropped Out Of Your World.

My Fondest Hope Is That 'roots' May Start Black, White, Brown, Red, Yellow People Digging Back For Their Own Roots. Man, That Would Make Me Feel 90 Feet Tall.

You're Always Being Judged. No Matter What You Do, It's Not The Right Thing. If You Didn't Become Successful, Then You'd Be Pointed At As One Of Those Creatures Down Their Who Didn't Take Advantage Of This Or That, Who Didn't Climb And Rise And So Forth.

I Suppose That It Was Inevitable That My Word-base Broadened. I Could Now For The First Time Pick Up A Book And Read And Now Begin To Understand What The Book Was Saying. Anyone Who Has Read A Great Deal Can Imagine The New World That Opened. Let Me Tell You Something: From Then Until I Left That Prison, In Every Free Moment I Had, If I Was Not Reading In The Library, I Was Reading In My Bunk. You Couldn’t Have Gotten Me Out Of My Books With A Wedge...months Passed Without My Even Thinking About Being Imprisoned. In Fact, Up To Then, I Never Had Been So Truly Free In My Life.

Brown People Wouldn't Speak To Someone Who Was Black.