The white American man makes the white American woman maybe not superfluous but just a little kind of decoration. Not really impor...tant to turning around the wheels of the state. Well the black American woman has never been able to feel that way. No black American man at any time in our history in the United States has been able to feel that he didn't need that black woman right against him, shoulder to shoulder--in that cotton field, on the auction block, in the ghetto, wherever.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
So that's why you're green around the gills. Spring comes to the bushveldt, the young bucks start butting their heads together.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The spring over there takes you by the throat, the flowers blooming by the thousands over white walls. If you strolled around for ...an hour in the hills surrounding my town, you would return with the odor of honey in your clothes.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
So by all means let's have a television show quick and long, even if the commercial has to be delivered by a man in a white coat w...ith a stethoscope hanging around his neck, selling ergot pills. After all the public is entitled to what it wants, isn't it? The Romans knew that and even they lasted four hundred years after they started to putrefy.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Every time I embrace a black woman I'm embracing slavery, and when I put my arms around a white woman, well, I'm hugging freedom. ...The white man forbade me to have the white woman on pain of death.... I will not be free until the day I can have a white woman in my bed.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
South Africa used to seem so far away. Then it came home to me. It began to signify the meaning of white hatred here. That was wha...t the sheets and the suits and the ties covered up, not very well. That was what the cowardly guys calling me names from their speeding truck wanted to happen to me, to all of me: to my people. That was what would happen to me if I walked around the corner into the wrong neighborhood. That was Birmingham. That was Brooklyn. That was Reagan. That was the end of reason. South Africa was how I came to understand that I am not against war; I am against losing the war.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In the tropics the white feels weakened, or downright weak, whence comes the heightened tendency to outbursts of aggression. Peopl...e who are polite, modest or even humble in Europe fall easily into a rage here, get into fights, destroy other people, start feuds, fall prey to megalomania, grow touchy about their prestige and significance and go around completely devoid of self-criticism, bragging about the position and the influence they have at home.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There's a long story, my friend. I never did like the idea of sitting on newspapers. I did it once and all the headlines came off ...on my white pants. On the level, it actually happened. Nobody bought a paper that day. They just followed me around over town and read the news off the seat of my pants.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Kind Sir: Lost and of your same kind I have turned around twice with my eyes sealed... and the wood were white and my night mind saw such strange happenings, untold and unreal.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »