Anyone who knows a strange fact shares in its singularity.

When I beheld you, suddenly - for perhaps a second - I had the strength to reject everything that wasn't you and to laugh at the illusion. But my shoulders are very frail. I was unable to bear the weight of the world's condemnation. And I began to hate you when everything about you would have kindled my love and when love would have made men's contempt unbearable, and their contempt would have made my love unbearable. The fact is, I hate you.

They spent their time doing nothing... they let intimacy fuse them.

What I did not yet know so intensely was the hatred of the white American for the black, a hatred so deep that I wonder if every white man in this country, when he plants a tree, doesn't see Negroes hanging from its branches.

A man must dream a long time in order to act with grandeur, and dreaming is nursed in darkness.

on him, under him, with his mouth pressed to hers, he sang to her uncouth songs that moved through her body.

The main object of a revolution is the liberation of man... not the interpretation and application of some transcendental ideology.