Black like Me

Black like me Journal

Passage Analysis

"Suddenly I had had enough. Suddenly I could stomach no more of this degradation not of myself but of all men who were black like me."

"How can you render the duties of justice to men when they may destroy you?"

"I felt the Negro children's lips soft against mine, so like the feel of my own children's good-night kisses. I saw again their large eyes, guiles, not yet aware that doors into wonderlands of security, opportunity and hope were closed to them."

"When all the talk, all the propaganda has been cut away, the criterion is nothing but the color of skin. My experience proved that. They judged me by no quality. My skin was dark."

"He who is less than just is less than man."

"I felt strangely sad to leave the world of the negro's after having shared it so long--almost as though I were fleeing my share of his pain and heartache." -John Griffin had made this quote in the novel because the different treatment from the black's and the white's was so sicking it was causing him depression behind it. He was feeling sympathy for the black's and even for him for trying to fit in and understand what a black man goes though.

When he had ask this question he is wondering how you can make the actions and the dependence available to men when they don't know what to do with it.

When he had kiss the little black child goodnight he had felt more sympathy cause he knew that the little child future meant nothing just because his skin color was brown and wasn't white.

No matter how smart or important you are no one would care to even listen to you if your skin color wasn't the right color which was white.

Black was treated and a creature that are less valuable than men.

Even though he knew he wasn't a true negro he had felt there was a inner negro within his heart and when he went back to his normal skin color he had missed being a negro man.

"The completeness of this transformation appalled me. It was unlike anything I had imagined. I became two men, the observing one and the one who panicked, who felt Negroid even to the depths of my entrails. I felt the beginnings of great loneliness, not because I was a Negro but because the man I had been, the self I knew, was hidden in the flesh of another."

"To get from the white world into the Negro world is a complex matter."

"Though