106 Quotes by Amiri Baraka

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    The word “art” is something the West has never understood. Art is supposed to be a part of a community. Like, scholars are supposed to be a part of a community... Art is to decorate people’s houses, their skin, their clothes, to make them expand their minds, and it’s supposed to be right in the community, where they can have it when they want it... It’s supposed to be as essential as a grocery store... that’s the only way art can function naturally.

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    And now each night, I count the stars. And each night I get the same number. And when the stars won't come to be counted, I count the holes they leave.

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    The African, because of the violent differences between what was native and what he was forced to in slavery, developed some of the most complex and complicated ideas about the world imaginable.

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    Thought is more important than art....To revere art and have no understanding of the process that forces it into existence, is finally not even to understand what art is.

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    Words have users, but as well, users have words. And it is the users that establish the world's realities.

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    All thinking people oppose terrorism both domestic & international but one should not be used to cover the other

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    The further jazz moves away from the stark blue continuum and the collective realities of Afro-American and American life, the more it moves into academic concert-hall lifelessness, which can be replicated by any middle class showing off its music lessons.

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    When I die, the consciousness I carry I will to black people./May they pick me apart and take the useful parts, the sweet meat of my feelings./And leave the bitter bullshit rotten white parts alone.

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