Reading was like a drug, a dope. The novels created moods in which I lived for days.
Richard WrightRead
It made me love talk that sought answers to questions that could help nobody, that could only keep alive in me that enthralling sense of wonder and awe in the face of the drama of human feeling which is hidden by the external drama of life.
Interpretation
The quote reflects a fascination with deep, existential questions that evoke a sense of wonder, transcending the superficial aspects of everyday life.
In this quote, Richard Wright expresses a profound appreciation for conversations that explore the complex and often hidden emotions that define the human experience. He suggests that such dialogues, rather than serving practical purposes, nurture a sense of awe in confronting the intricacies of human feelings, which often get overshadowed by the more mundane, external events of life.
In practice
During a discussion on the nature of love in a philosophy class.
Reading was like a drug, a dope. The novels created moods in which I lived for days.
It had been only through books-at best, no more than vicarious cultural transfusions-that I had managaed to keep myself alive in a negatively vital way. Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books.
I was not leaving the south to forget the south, but so that some day I might understand it
Hunger has always been more or less at my elbow when I played, but now I began to wake up at night to find hunger standing at my bedside, staring at my gauntly.
He had lived and acted on the assumption that he was alone, and now he saw that he had not been. What he had done made others suffer. No matter how much he would long for them to forget him, they would not be able to. His family was a part of him, not only in blood, but in spirit.
I listened, vaguely knowing now that I had committed some awful wrong that I could not undo, that I had uttered words I could not recall even though I ached to nullify them, kill them, turn back time to the moment before I had talked so that I could have another chance to save myself.
Do we realize that industry, which has been our good servant, might make a poor master?
Freedom and slavery are mental states.
All of [the] activities here have a surreptitious end-of-the-world feel to them:... these joggers sleepwalking in the mist like shadow's who have escaped from Plato's cave
And who will care, who will chide you if you wander away from wherever you are, to look for your soul?
Life is always frightful. We cannot help it and we are responsible all the same. One's born and at once one is guilty.
Sometimes I am a different character in different languages. I have different enjoyment from them. Sometimes different answers come out of me. Like, I didn't even know that about me. I get to know myself through different languages, actually.
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