Quotation by Jacques Roumain

She sang a song that sounds like life; I mean it was sad. Délira knew no other types of songs. She didn't sing loud, and the song had no words. It was sung with closed lips and it stayed down in one's throat.... Life is what taught them, these Negresses, to sing as if they were choking back sobs. It is a song that always ends with a beginning anew because this song is the picture of misery, and tell me, does misery ever end?
Jacques Roumain (1907–1945), Haitian author, ethnologist, political activist. Repr. Éditions Messidor (1992). Masters of the Dew, p. 99, Les Éditeurs Français Réunis (1946).
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