From What the Twilight Says by Derek Walcott:
' ... the manic absurdity would be to give up thought because it is white.'
' ... colonial literatures could grow to resemble [English Literature] closely but could never be considered its legitimate heir.'
'All their betrayals are quarrels with the self, their pardonable desertions the inevitable problem of all island artists: the choice of home or exile, self-realization or spiritual betrayal of one's country.'
'The language of the torturer mastered by the victim. This is viewed as servitude, not as victory.'