Top 500 Colson Whitehead Quotes (2026 Update)
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351. “Sucker. The mistake was to believe he’d become someone else. That the circumstances that shaped him had been otherwise, or that to outrun those circumstances was as easy as moving to a better building or learning to speak right. Hard stop on the t. He knew where he stood now, had always known, even if he’d gotten confused; there was the matter of redress.”

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352. “The world had whispered its rules to him for his whole life and he refused to listen, hearing instead a higher order.”

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353. “According to the world, we were the definition of paradox: black boys with beach houses. A paradox to the outside, but it never occurred to us that there was anything strange about it. It was simply who we were.”

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354. “And on the plantations, the overseers preserved the names of workers in rows of tight cursive, every name an asset, breathing capital, profit made flesh.”

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355. “There was pain and then there was pain. Different magnitudes you could stand or not stand. Wetting your beak and wetting your beak.”

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356. “Estas fantasias la consolaban cuando el peso que soportaba amenazaba con romperla en mil pedazos.”

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357. “Her price fluctuated. When you are sold that many times, the world is teaching you to pay attention.”

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358. “Once you got that old, you might as well be ninety-eight or a hundred and eight. Nothing left for the world to show you but the latest incarnations of cruelty.”

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359. “A plane dragged black letters through the air: Happy Birthday America – 200 Years of Liberty and Independence. Who paid for it? He couldn’t tell, so he added: Love, Buckwheat.”

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360. “I don’t get where it says, He that stealeth a man and sells him, shall be put to death,” Cora said. “But then later it says, Slaves should be submissive to their masters in everything – and be well-pleasing.” Either it was a sin to keep another as property, or it had God’s own blessing. But to be well-pleasing in addition? A slaver must have snuck into the printing office and put that in there.”

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361. “From the trunk of their scheme, choices and decisions sprouted like branches and shoots.”

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362. “EVER since she saw a woodcut of a missionary surrounded by jungle natives, Ethel thought it would be spiritually fulfilling to serve the Lord in dark Africa, delivering savages to the light.”

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363. “But if people received their just portion of misfortune, what had she done to bring her troubles on herself?”

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364. “The cabins radiated permanence and in turn summoned timeless feelings in those who lived and died in them: envy and spite.”

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365. “Sarsaparilla boiled for one of Sybil’s tonics, overpowering the aroma of the roasting meat. Cora.”

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366. “White men squabbled before judges over claims to this or that tract hundreds of miles away that had been carved up on a map. Slaves fought with equal fervor over their tiny parcels at their feet.”

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367. “That burden of carrying an apartment on your back; you stagger sometimes but you take the weight, what else can you do?”

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368. “Now he thought about the poor man and his last view of earth: the groove of rust worn from the tub’s leaky faucet, like the ooze from a wound.”

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369. “A free black walks different than a slave,” he said. “White people recognize it immediately, even if they don’t know it. Walks different, talks different, carries himself different. It’s in the bones.”

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370. “You’re supposed to pass on something useful to your children.”

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371. “Stay on the path and you’ll be safe, eat in peace, sleep in peace, breathe in peace; stray and beware. Work together and we can subvert their evil order. It was a map of the black nation inside the white world, part of the bigger thing but its own self, independent, with its own constitution. If we didn’t help one another we’d be lost out there.”

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372. “Things are pretty much status quo with the sexual-tension friend.”

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373. “The Theresa desegregated in 1940, after the neighborhood tipped over from Jews and Italians and became the domain of Southern blacks and West Indians. Everyone who came uptown had crossed some variety of violent ocean.”

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374. “Cora’s mother and Ava grew up on the plantation at the same time. They were treated to the same Randall hospitality, the travesties so routine and familiar that they were a kind of weather, and the ones so imaginative in their monstrousness that the mind refused to accommodate them.”

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375. “Me... squinting in discomfort at the discovery of some new defect in the design of the world.”

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376. “I was a skinny guy, but I was morbidly obese with doom.”

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377. “Money was new and unpredictable and liked to go where it pleased. Some.”

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378. “It was in the realm of his humor, and Carney had doubtless laughed. You get older and the old jokes grow less funny.”

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379. “The property wasn’t much to look at, but it might make a man his fortune. Carney took the previous tenants’ busted schemes and failed dreams as a kind of fertilizer that helped his own ambitions prosper, the same way a fallen oak in its decomposition nourishes the acorn.”

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380. “A man should have a safe big enough to hold his secrets. Bigger even, so you have room to grow.”

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381. “Sleep the sleep of the successful because somehow you made it through the day without anyone finding out that you are a complete fraud.”

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382. “Understanding that something is always lost when it comes to human beings.”

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383. “Anyone can start a religion. They just need the need of others.”

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384. “The nervous talk was understandable; for most, this was their first visit with a doctor. On the Randall plantation, the doctor was only called when the slave remedies, the roots and salves, had failed and a valued hand was near death.”

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385. “Or maybe she will keep it a garden. An anchor in the vicious waters of the plantation to prevent her from being carried away. Until she chose to be carried away.”

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386. “The streets were shrinking, and she felt about the places they led to the same way she felt about her hair when she saw it on the bathroom floor after her mother cut it off.”

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387. “The old woman had destroyed his family so thoroughly it couldn’t have been accidental. It wasn’t her niece’s greed – the old woman had played a trick on them the whole time.”

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388. “On nights when Tom Bird felt separate from his life’s design, he shared stories of the Great Spirit. The Great Spirit lived in all things – the earth, the sky, the animals and forests – flowing through and connecting them in a divine thread.”

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389. “Poems were too close to prayer, rousing regrettable passions. Waiting for God to rescue you when it was up to you.”

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390. “They strung up the guilty and, in the interest of prevention, a robust percentage of the innocent.”

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391. “Carpenter snarled when he said the word, a mangy dog hoarding his bone:.”

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392. “George sawed with his fiddle, the notes swirling up into night like sparks gusted from a fire.”

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393. “Entrepreneur?” Pepper said the last part like manure. “That’s just a hustler who pays taxes.”

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394. “The man with the handlebar mustache had a scar that dug from his lip to the middle of his cheek, as if he’d wriggled free from a fisherman’s hook.”

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395. “Whoever has the better stuff wins. Sound familiar, American lackeys of late-stage capitalism?”

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396. “He had a narrow raccoon face that drew Elwood’s attention to his tiny nose and dark circles under his eyes and thick bristly eyebrows. Spencer was fastidious with his dark blue Nickel uniform; every crease in his clothes looked sharp enough to cut, as if he were a living blade.”

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397. “The owner of the plant store dipped her fingers into the soil of a pot earmarked for a city plant, one hearty in the way the shop’s customers were hearty, for wasn’t every citizen on the Grand Island a sort of sturdy indoor variety that didn’t need much sunlight.”

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398. “Her new life required a different sort of strength. She was meticulous in her posture, a walking spear, in the manner of those who’d been made to bend and will bend no more.”

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399. “As before, home was a beloved barricade. When school, work, the many-headed beast of strangers and villains comprising the world threatened to destroy, home remained, family remained, and the locks would hold, the lullabies would ward off all bogeymen. He was trapped in this house and he couldn’t think of where else he’d rather be.”

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400. “There was no recourse, were no laws but the ones rewritten every day.”

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