I was leaving the South to fling myself into the unknown . . . I was taking a part of the Southto transplant in alien soil, to see if it could grow differently, if it could drink of new and cool rains, bend in strange winds, respond to the warmth of other sunsand, perhaps, to bloom
Richard WrightAbout author
- Author's profession: Novelist
- Nationality: american
- Born: September 4, 1908
- Died: November 28, 1960
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