When richard wright died in November 1960, many of the Parisian obituaries quoted Wright's statement that “this [France] is the place where I could die.” Having lived in France for some sixteen years, Wright to some degree had become part of the Parisian intellectual setting and was mourned by the French as though he were a compatriot. Conversely, in the United States many saw in Wright's death-in-exile not only a comment on the racial situation in America but a reflection of the writer's personal attitudes. Some, white and black, resented his choice of living elsewhere. Some remembered the dedication of The Outsider—“To Rachel, my daughter who was born on alien soil”—and were offended by the dedication of Eight Men: “To my friends, Helene, Michel, and Thierry Maurice-Bokanowski whose kindness has made me feel at home in an alien land.”