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You learn from music, from watching great athletes at work - how disciplined they are, how they move. You learn these things by watching a shortstop at work, how he concentrates on one thing at a time. You learn from classic music, from the blues and jazz, from bluegrass. From all this, you learn how to sustain a great line without bringing in unnecessary words.
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Don't tell me to believe. Don't tell me to believe in the same God or laws that men believe in who commit these murders. Don't tell me to believe that God can bless this country and that men are judged by their peers. Who among his peers judged him? Was I there? Was the minister there? Was Harry Williams there? Was Farrell Jarreau? Was my aunt? Was Vivian? No, his peers did not judge him, and I will not believe.
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I suppose I started writing seriously at 16 years old. I thought I wrote a novel at 16 and sent it to New York! They sent it back because it wasn't novel.
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I have no more to say except this: We must live with our own conscience.
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But let us say he was (guilty). Let us for a moment say he was (guilty). What justice would there be to take his life? Justice, gentlemen? Why, I would just as soon put a hog in the electric chair as this.
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I had to see and feel and be with the thing that I wanted to write about.
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Words mean nothing. Action is the only thing. Doing. That's the only thing.
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All writers write about the past, and I try to make it come alive so you can see what happened.
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We wait till now? Now, when we're old men, we get to be brave?
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I think I'm a very religious person. I think I believe in God as much as any man does. I don't only believe in God, I know there's God.
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I still don't even know if the sheriff will let me see him. And suppose he did; what then? What do I say to him? Do I know what a man is? Do I know how a man is supposed to die? I'm still trying to find out how a man should live. Am I supposed to tell someone how to die who has never lived?
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Nietzsche said without music, life would be a mistake. To me, without books, life would be a mistake.
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You've got to bend with the wind or you're broken.
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Everything's been said, but it needs saying again.
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I was raised by a lady that was crippled all her life but she did everything for me and she raised me. She washed our clothes, cooked our food, she did everything for us. I don't think I ever heard her complain a day in her life. She taught me responsibility towards my brother and sisters and the community.
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The sharecropper may lower his eyes, but not because he's less of a man. That's just a condition of society that such things exist.
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How do people come up with a date and a time to take life from another man? Who made them God?
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When I'm sitting in the church alone, I can hear singing of the old people. I can hear their singing and I can hear their praying, and sometimes I hum one of their songs.
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...my heart may have been in it but my soul was not.
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There will always be men struggling to change, and there will always be those who are controlled by the past.
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Now, about that mulatto teacher and me. There was no love there for each other. There was not even respect. We were enemies if anything. He hated me, and I knew it, and he knew I knew it. I didn't like him, but I needed him, needed him to tell me something that none of the others could or would.
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I knew I wanted to be a writer and I knew if I had a wife and family, I would neglect something, and I was afraid it wouldn't be the writing.
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Sometimes you got to hurt something to help something. Sometimes you have to plow under one thing in order for something else to grow.
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In all my stories and novels, no one ever escapes Louisiana. Maybe that is because my soul never left Louisiana, although my body did go to California.