James A. Baldwin
James A. Baldwin
James A. "Jim" Baldwinwas an American football player, track athlete, coach of football, basketball, and baseball, and college athletics administrator. He served as the head football coach at Rhode Island State College—now the University of Rhode Island, the University of Maine, Trinity College in Durham, North Carolina—now Duke University, Lehigh University, and Wake Forest University, compiling a career college football record of 41–32–14. Baldwin was also the head basketball coach at the same five schools, amassing a career college basketball...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth2 August 1924
CountryUnited States of America
I want to be an honest man and a good writer.
Every legend, moreover, contains its residuum of truth, and the root function of language is to control the universe by describing it.
The questions which one asks oneself begin, at least, to illuminate the world, and become one's key to the experience of others.
The noblest spirit is most strongly attracted by the love of glory.
When one begins to live by habit and by quotation, one has begun to stop living.
Any writer, I suppose, feels that the world into which he was born is nothing less than a conspiracy against the cultivation of his talent.
Most of us are about as eager to be changed as we were to be born, and go through our changes in a similar state of shock.
To act is to be committed, and to be committed is to be in danger.
The writer's greed is appalling. He wants, or seems to want, everything and practically everybody, in another sense, and at the same time, he needs no one at all.
To be a Negro in this country and to be relatively conscious is to be in a rage almost all the time.
American history is longer, larger, more various, more beautiful, and more terrible than anything anyone has ever said about it.
There are few things more dreadful than dealing with a man who knows he is going under, in his own eyes, and in the eyes of others. Nothing can help that man. What is left of that man flees from what is left of human attention.
No people come into possession of a culture without having paid a heavy price for it.
Beyond talent lie all the usual words: discipline, love, luck -- but, most of all, endurance.