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Jamaican-American poet and author (d. 1948), Birth: 15-9-1889
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If a man is not faithful to his own individuality, he cannot be loyal to anything.
Claude McKay

If a person is not true to their own identity, they cannot be devoted to anything.
2.
Human dignity is more precious than prestige.
Claude McKay

3.
I know the dark delight of being strange, The penalty of difference in the crowd, The loneliness of wisdom among fools.
Claude McKay

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If we must die, let it not be like hogs Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot, If we must die, O let us nobly die.
Claude McKay

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We are like trees. We wear all colors naturally.
Claude McKay

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Nations, like plants and human beings, grow. And if the development is thwarted they are dwarfed and overshadowed.
Claude McKay

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It's when you are down that you learn about your faults.
Claude McKay

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Idealism is like a castle in the air if it is not based on a solid foundation of social and political realism.
Claude McKay

Quote Topics by Claude McKay: Dignity Air Shining Faults Lines Spots Heart Color Zest Dark Law Blood Faith Ifs Bird Inspirational Development Familiar Prestige Reality Way Political Clothes Hog Long Tree Hate Loneliness Adventure December
9.
If we must die, O let us nobly die.
Claude McKay

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Adventure-seasoned and storm-buffeted, I shun all signs of anchorage, because The zest of life exceeds the bound of laws.
Claude McKay

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And, hungry for the old, familiar ways, I turned aside and bowed my head and wept.
Claude McKay

12.
Upon the clothes behind the tenement, That hang like ghosts suspended from the lines, Linking each flat, but to each indifferent, Incongruous and strange the moonlight shines.
Claude McKay

13.
Deep in the secret chambers of my heart I muse my life-long hate, and without flinch I bear it nobly as I live my part.
Claude McKay

14.
The shivering birds beneath the eaves Have sheltered for the night.
Claude McKay

15.
I have forgotten much, but still remember The poinsiana's red, blood-red in warm December.
Claude McKay