American men are allotted just as many tears as American women. But because we are forbidden to shed them.
PAT CONROYMy soul grazes like a lamb on the beauty of an indrawn tide.
More Pat Conroy Quotes
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I could bear the memory, but I could not bear the music that made the memory such a killing thing.
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Man wonders but God decides When to kill the Prince of Tides.
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Good writing … involves the agony of turning profoundly difficult thoughts into lucid form, then forcing them into the tight-fitting uniform of language, making them visible and clear.
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No story is a straight line. The geometry of a human life is too imperfect and complex, too distorted by the laughter of time and the bewildering intricacies of fate to admit the straight line into its system of laws.
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If the writing is good, then the result seems effortless and inevitable. But when you want to say something life-changing or ineffable in a single sentence, you face both the limitations of the sentence itself and the extent of your own talent.
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I was born and raised on a Carolina sea island and I carried the sunshine of the low-country, inked in dark gold, on my back and shoulders.
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Evil would always come to me disguised in systems and dignified by law.
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Humanity is best described as inhumanity.
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A story is a living thing, it moves and shifts.
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I can’t pass a bookstore without slipping inside, looking for the next book that will burn my hand when I touch its jacket, or hand me over a promissory note of such immense power that it contains the formula that will change everything about me.
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Teach them the quiet words of kindness, to live beyond themselves.
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Books are living things and their task lies in their vows of silence.
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Men are prisoners of their genitalia and women are the keepers of the keys to paradise.
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I’ve always found paranoia to be a perfectly defensible position.
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I lived with the terrible knowledge that one day I would be an old man still waiting for my real life to start. Already, I pitied that old man.
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