Ralph Ellison Quotes

I do not know if all cops are poets, but I know that all cops carry guns with triggers.

Play the game, but don’t believe in it – that much you owe yourself … Play the game, but raise the ante, my boy. Learn how it operates, learn how you operate.

America is woven of many strands. I would recognise them and let it so remain. Our fate is to become one, and yet many.

It is as though I have been surrounded by mirrors of hard, distorting glass.

And the mind that has conceived a plan of living must never lose sight of the chaos against which that pattern was conceived. That goes for societies as well as for individuals.

Perhaps everyone loved someone; I didn’t now, I couldn’t give much thought to love.

When I discover who I am, I’ll be free.

The world is a possibility if only you’ll discover it.

I feel the need to reaffirm all of it, the whole unhappy territory and all the things loved and unloveable in it, for it is all part of me.

After years of trying to adopt the opinions of others I finally rebelled. I am an invisible man.

When they approach me they see only my surroundings, themselves or figments of their imagination, indeed, everything and anything except me.

Perhaps to lose a sense of where you are implies the danger of losing a sense of who you are.

The truth is the light and the light is the truth.

What and how much had I lost by trying to do only what was expected of me instead of what I myself had wished to do?

I was never more hated than when I tried to be honest. Or when, even as just now I’ve tried to articulate exactly what I felt to be the truth. No one was satisfied.

Power doesn’t have to show off. Power is confident, self-assuring, self-starting and self-stopping, self-warming and self-justifying. When you have it, you know it.

And my problem was that I always tried to go in everyone’s way but my own.

I remember that I’m invisible and walk softly so as not awake the sleeping ones. Sometimes it is best not to awaken them; there are few things in the world as dangerous as sleepwalkers.

Please, a definition: A hibernation is a covert preparation for a more overt action.

I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me.

They could laugh at him but they couldn’t ignore him.

That I am nobody but myself.

Life is to be lived, not controlled; and humanity is won by continuing to play in face of certain defeat.

For, like almost everyone else in our country, I started out with my share of optimism. I believed in hard work and progress and action, but now, after first being ‘for’ society and then ‘against’ it, I assign myself no rank or any limit, and such an attitude is very much against the trend of the times.

“God is love, I said, but art’s the possibility of forms, and shadows are the source of identity.”

“Words of Emancipation didn’t arrive until the middle of June so they called it Juneteenth. So that was it, the night of Juneteenth celebration, his mind went on. The celebration of a gaudy illusion.”

“Nothing ever stops; it divides and multiplies, and I guess sometimes it gets ground down superfine, but it doesn’t just blow away.”

″... on this great day of deliverance, on this day of emancipation, let’s us tell ourselves our story...”

“Meaning grows with the mind, but the shape and form of the act remains.”

“He’s holding on even though Death is around somewhere close by- as he always is. I’ll just have to try once more to outwait him, to outface him, even though I’ve seen enough even for an old preacher like me...”

“If we’d been the kind to depend on the sword instead of the Lord, we’d been in our graves long ago.”

“So let us pray, not for him but for overselves and for all those whose job it is to wear those great big shoes he left this nation to fill...”

“It’s the little things that find us out, the little things we refuse to do in order to avoid doing the big things that can save us.”

“Politics is an art of maneuvering, and to move them you must change home base.”

“Give a man wood, and he will learn-to make fire. Give him new land and he will learn to live My way.”

“You know that we were born of sacrifice, and that we have had to live by a different truth and that that truth is good and the vision of manhood it stands for is more human, more desirable, more real.”

“Not back to that me, not to that six-seven year old ventriloquist’s dummy dressed in a white evening suit. Not to that charlatan born-must I have no charity for me?