But no one walks out of his family without reprisals: a family is too disciplined an army to offer compassion to its deserters.
PAT CONROYLosing prepares you for the heartbreak, setback, and the tragedy that you will encounter in the world more than winning ever can. By licking your wounds you learn how to avoid getting wounded the next time.
More Pat Conroy Quotes
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Evil would always come to me disguised in systems and dignified by law.
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Carolina beach music,” Dupree said, coming up on the porch. “The holiest sound on earth.
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It did not look like the work of God, but it might have represented the handicraft of a God with a joyous sense of humor, a dancing God who loved mischief as much as prayer, and playfulness as much as mischief.
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I would always be a better hater of things and institutions than a lover of them.
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Here is all I ask of a book- give me everything. Everything, and don’t leave out a single word.
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American men are allotted just as many tears as American women. But because we are forbidden to shed them.
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A library could show you everything if you knew where to look.
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Why do they not teach you that time is a finger snap and an eye blink, and that you should not allow a moment to pass you by without taking joyous, ecstatic note of it, not wasting a single moment of its swift, breakneck circuit?
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Once you have traveled, the voyage never ends.
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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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Music could ache and hurt, that beautiful music was a place a suffering man could hide.
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Tell me everything that I must know. Hold nothing back.
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Except for memory, time would have no meaning at all.
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Without music, life is a journey through a desert.
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Every woman I had ever met who walked through the world appraised and classified by an extraordinary physicality had also received the keys to an unbearable solitude. It was the coefficient of their beauty, the price they had to pay.
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