Tuesday, November 21, 2017
After the Egyptian and Indian, the Greek and Roman, the Teuton and Mongolian, the Negro is a sort of seventh son, born with a veil, and gifted with second-sight in this American world, --a world which yields him no true self-consciousness, but only lets him see himself through the revelation of the other world. It is a peculiar sensation, this double-consciousness, this sense of always looking at one's self through the eyes of others, of measuring one's soul by the tape of a world that looks on in amused contempt and pity. One ever feels his twoness, --an American, a Negro; two warning souls, two thoughts, two unreconciled strivings; two warring ideals in one dark body, whose dogged strength alone keeps it from being torn asunder.
From Oscar's childhood, it was clear that he would never live up to the stereotype of the Dominican man. (...) Due wore his nerdiness like a Jedi wore his light saber or a Lensman her lens. Couldn't have passed for Normal if he'd wanted to.
The white kids looked at his black skin and his afro and treated him with inhuman cheeriness. The kids of color, upon hearing him speak and seeing him move his body, shook their heads. You're not Dominican. And he said, over and over again, But I am. Soy dominicano. Dominicano soy.
Friday, November 10, 2017
Monday, July 24, 2017
"No," the two replied and Zeke stepped forward, "If I'm gonna rhyme, I need a beat. One that don't retire 'cause Ma's making Rice-A-Roni with real cheese - and the chili ground meat. I need a DJ who spins 1010 WINS and don't give up over no crayon, man. Here comes the judge and I'm the lawyer. He Huck Finn and I'm Tom Sawyer. If you believe in Flash, then I do, too."
Wednesday, June 28, 2017
''I am a wanderer, I do not belong here, I do not belong in Paris... I am a wanderer, I belong to the wide wide world...''
''If you want me to stay, you'll have to cut off my feet!''
''We may meet again, after all everything that goes around comes around.''