Truthfully, I’ve only recently begun delving into the brilliant mind of the 20th century essayist James Baldwin, but I feel that it is in perfect timing. Not because it is Black History Month (what does that really mean, anyway, to a magazine dedicated to celebrating Black culture every single day?), but because I have reached a pivotal point in my young adulthood where I am far more inclined to genuinely appreciate his introspection.
In this rewarding new journey into the world of James Baldwin, I’ve found quite a few gems along the way that are worth pondering over. In them, Baldwin reflects on solitude, love, suffering, spirituality, and the overall nature of the human condition. I’ve attempted to not include his most popular quotes (i.e. the ones instantly found on the first page of Google), as the buried words tend to hold the most weight.