"When Giovanni wanted me to know that he was displeased with me, he said that I was a
"vrai américain"; conversely, when delighted, he said that I was not an American at all; and on both occassions he was striking, deep in me, a nerve which did not throb in him. And I resented this: resented being called an American (and resented resenting it) because it seemed to make me nothing more than that, whatever that was; and I resented being called
not an American because it seemed to make me nothing."
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Giovanni's Room by James Baldwin