Author of quotes: Renard Wright

It’s painful for me to look people in the eyes, to which I seem insensitive. This incident resembles a long sheet of paper on which humble thoughts about yourself are crossed out with a gray pencil. Partly in them I see myself and others. A person who has been fiddling with bright colors of emotions all his life.

I find no solace when I get older year after year. It seemed that further my subsequent pointers in life would be eternal doubts, and I was their familiar guide. I lived with a calm conscience until it was interrupted by a hidden stranger inside.