“Writers I think live on that fine line between insanity and genius…either scaling the mountains, or skirting the valleys…riding that lonely train of truth..with just enough of the player in us to continue to hope…for the species…
Writers are…perhaps..congenital hypocrites…I don’t think preachers…priests…rabbis and ayatollahs are hypocritical because they have tubular vision, are indeed myopic.
They know the answer before you ask the question…But the writer, the painter, the sculptor the creator…those who work with both the mind and the heart of mankind…have not reason to be hopeful. We have in fact no right to write the happy ending…or the love poem…no reason to sculpt David, or paint …like Charles White…we sho have seen all sides of the coin…the front…the back…and the ribbed edge- knowing what that ending will surely be.
Yet we speak…to and of…courage…love…hope…something better in mankind.
When we are perfectly honest with ourselves…we cannot justify our faith…Yet faith we do have and continue to share…” – Lorraine Hansberry

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