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By Anonym 15 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

The thing to remember about the Declaration of Independence and the profession of freedom is that it was written by people who were quite free and who were surrounded by people who were not free. The people who wrote the Declaration of Independence were ventriloquists really. The obsession with freedom makes no sense when it applies to them.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

A professional writer is a joke. You write because you can't do anything else, and then you have another job.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

What distinguished my life from my brother's is that my mother didn't like me. When I became a woman, I seemed to repel her.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

That the world I was in could be soft, lovely, and nourishing was more than I could bear, and so I stood there and wept, for I didn't want to love one more thing in my life, didn't want one more thing that could make my heart break into a million little pieces at my feet.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

It was hollow, my triumph, I could feel that, but I held on to it just the same.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

I'm trying to earn a living in the way that is most enjoyable to me. I love the world of literature, and I hope to support myself in it.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

In a daydream I used to have, all these places were points of happiness to me; all these places were lifeboats to my small drowning soul, for I would imagine myself entering and leaving them, and just that - entering and leaving over and over again - would see me through a bad feeling I did not have a name for. I only knew it felt a little like sadness but heavier than that.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

Who you are is a mystery no one can answer, not even you.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

I write a lot in my head. The revision goes on internally. It's not spontaneous and it doesn't have a schedule.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

The history of race relations in America is very different than something like the Holocaust.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

The photograph of my brother that is in this album shows a young man, beautiful and perfect in the way of young people, for young people are always perfect and beautiful until they are not, until the moment they just are not.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

the first step in claiming yourself is anger. You get mad. And you can't do anything before you get angry. And I recommend getting very angry to everyone, anyone.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

I'm writing out of desperation. I felt compelled to write to make sense of it to myself - so I don't end up saying peculiar things like 'I'm black and I'm proud.' I write so I don't end up as a set of slogans and clichés.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

This way of behaving, this way of feeling, so hysterical, so sad, when someone has died, I don't like at all and would like to avoid. It's not as if the whole thing has not happened before, it's not as if people have not been dying all along and each person left behind is the first person ever left behind in the world. What to make of it? Why can’t everybody just get used to it? People are born and they just can’t go on and on, but it is so hard, so hard for the people left behind; it’s so hard to see them go, as if it had never happened before, and so hard it could not happen to anyone else, no one but you could survive this kind of loss, seeing someone go, seeing them leave you behind; you don't want to go with them, you only don't want them to go.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

I'm always surprised to hear or read my work described, "In angry tones, she says." No! In truthful tones! Does truth have a tone? I don't know.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

No one observed and beheld me, I observed and beheld myself; the invisible current went out and it came back to me. I came to love myself out of defiance, out of despair, because there was nothing else. Such a love will do, but it will only do, it is not the best kind; it has the taste of something left out on a shelf too long that has turned rancid, and when eaten makes the stomach turn. It will do, it will do, but only because there is nothing else to take its place; it is not to be recommended.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

What frustrates me is to see African-Americans behave as though what European-Americans say is worthwhile. It simply isn't. It's just some silly people who can make laws and have the power to enforce them. I'm often amazed at the conversations black people have about themselves. They ought to be having these conversations about white people. It's white people who are flawed and at fault.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

People only say I’m angry because I’m black and I’m a woman.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

I cannot tell you how angry it makes me to hear people from North America tell me how much they love England, how beautiful England is, with its traditions. All they see is some frumpy, wrinkled-up person passing by in a carriage waving at a crowd. But what I see is the millions of people, of whom I am just one, made orphans: no motherland, no fatherland, no gods, no mounds of earth for holy ground, no excess of love which might lead to the things that an excess of love sometimes brings, and worst and most painful of all, no tongue.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

There's a difference between bravery and rash stupidity.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

That the world I was in could be soft, lovely, and nourishing was more than I could bear, and so I stood there and wept, for I didn't want to love one more thing that could make my heart break into a million little pieces at my feet.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

Why is a picture of something real eventually more exciting than the thing itself?

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

Children like their mothers especially to be standing still and watching them, even if they are sleeping. At least that's how I felt. There's nothing wrong with the self-interest of children; it's just the way they are.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

I would be lost without the feeling of antagonism that people have towards me. I write out of defiance.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

I loved Charlotte Bronte when I was little, and I wanted to be Charlotte Bronte the way people want to be a princess.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

I liked that sentence then and I like that sentence now but then I had no way of making any sense of it, I could only keep it in my mind's eye, where it rested and grew in the embryo that would become my imagination

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

A tourist is an ugly human being.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

What I really want to write about is injustice and justice, and the different ways human beings organize the two.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

I like to be in my pajamas all day. Sometimes I don't wash for days because I like to read and sit around. I like to eat in bed.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

The space between the idea of something and its reality is always wide and deep and dark. The longer they are kept apart—idea of thing, reality of thing—the wider the width, the deeper the depth, the thicker and darker the darkness.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

I went back to my cabin and lay down on my berth. Everything trembled as if it had a spring at its very center. I could hear the small waves lap-lapping around the ship. They made an unexpected sound, as if a vessel filled with liquid had been placed on its side and now was slowly emptying out.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

She pinched hard, picking up pieces of my almost nonexistent flesh and twisting it around. At first, I vowed not to cry, but it went on for so long that tears I could not control streamed down my face. I cried so much that my chest began to heave, and then, as if my heaving chest caused her to have some pity on me, she stopped pinching and began to kiss me on the same spots where shortly before I had felt the pain of her pinch. Oh, the sensation was delicious--the combination of pinches and kisses. And so wonderful we found it that, almost every time we met, pinching by her, followed by tears from me, followed by kisses from her were the order of the day. I stopped wondering why all the girls whom I had mistreated and abandoned followed me around with looks of love and adoration on their faces.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

Habit gives endurance, and fatigue is the best night cap.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

"Race." I really can't understand it as anything other than something people say. The people who have said that you and I are both "black" and therefore deserve a certain kind of interaction with the world, they make race. I can't take them seriously.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

I write out of defiance.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

If you just sit there, and you're a writer, you're bound to write crap. A lot of American writing is crap. And a lot of American writers are professionals.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

The word 'slut' (in patois) was repeated over and over, until suddenly I felt as if I were drowning in a well but instead of the well being filled with water it was filled with the word 'slut,' and it was pouring in through my eyes, my ears, my nostrils, my mouth. As if to save myself, I turned to her and said, 'Well, like father like son, like mother like daughter.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

I like melancholy. I like to pretend that I'm alone in the world and I'm just sort of abandoned.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

The Holocaust happened in Europe, and that's important to how it is viewed. Had Europeans done such a thing in the far corners of the earth, rather than on their own doorstep, it might not be mentioned in the history books.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

Time is the element that controls the consciousness, the very being of the people.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

At the top of the page I wrote my full name [...] At the sight of it, many thoughts rushed through me, but I could write down only this: "I wish I could love someone so much that I would die from it." And then as I looked at this sentence a great deal of shame came over me and I wept and wept so much that the tears fell on the page and caused all the words to become one great big blur.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

Most of the nations that have serious gardening cultures have, or had, empires. You can't have this luxury of pleasure without somebody paying for it. This is nice to know. It's nice to know that when you sit down to enjoy a plate of strawberries, somebody got paid very little so that you could have your strawberries. It doesn't mean the strawberries will taste different, but it's nice to enjoy things less than we do. We enjoy things far too much, and it leads to incredible pain and suffering.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

We had accepted each other's shortcomings and differences; then, just when we began to feel the yoke of each other's companionship, just when we began to feel the beginnings of what might eventually lead to lifelong loathing, we decided to move in together. It could have been worse. People marry at times like tat; they then have ten children, live under the same roof for years and years, eventually die and arrange to be buried side by side. We only signed our names to a two year lease.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

My writing has always been met with derision or dismissal.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

in the place I am from ... a grave is topped off with a huge mound of loose earth - carelessly, as if piled up in child's play, not serious at all - because death is just another way of being, and the dead will not stay put, and sometimes the actions of the dead are more significant, more profound, than their actions in life, and no structure of concrete or stone can contain them.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

I never wanted to live in that place again, but if for some reason I was forced to live there again, I would never accept the harsh judgments made against me by people whose only power to do so was that they had known me from the moment I was born.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

I was given a dictionary when I was seven, and I read it because I had nothing else to read. I read it the way you read a book.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

Life has a truth to it, and it's complicated - it's love and it's hatred.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

Someone who knew me well once accused me of being unromantic. And that's probably true: I don't trust romance.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jamaica Kincaid

Race as a subject only comes about because of what I look like. If I say something truthfully, people say "Oh, she's so angry." If I write about a married person who lives in Vermont, it becomes "Oh, she's autobiographical.