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All people belong to a We except me. Not to belong to a We makes you too lonesome.

Carson McCullers

Once you have lived with another, it is a great torture to have to live alone.
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Alone Author Great Live Once Torture
The beloved fears and hates the lover, and with the best of reasons. For the lover is forever trying to strip bare his beloved.
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Bare Beloved Best Forever Hate Lover Reason Strip Try
I was like a cat always climbing the wrong tree.
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Always Cat Climb Tree Wrong
When a person knows and can’t make the others understand, what does he do?
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Do Does Know Make Other Person Understand
Southerners are the more lonely and spiritually estranged, I think, because we have lived so long in an artificial social system that we insisted was natural and right and just – when all along we knew it wasn’t.
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Artificial Estrange Lonely Long Love More Natural Right Social Southern Spiritual System Think
The writer is by nature a dreamer – a conscious dreamer.
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Conscious Dream Dreamer Nature Write
The dimensions of a work of art are seldom realized by the author until the work is accomplished. It is like a flowering dream. Ideas grow, budding silently, and there are a thousand illuminations coming day by day as the work progresses.
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Accomplish Art Author Bustling Dimension Illumination Progressive Realize Seldom Silence Until Work
But the hearts of small children are delicate organs. A cruel beginning in this world can twist them into curious shapes.
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Children Delicate Heart Organ Small
You going to traipse all around like you haves to find something lost. You going to work yourself up with excitement. Your heart going to beat hard enough to kill you because you don’t love and don’t have peace. And then some day you going to bust loose and be ruined.
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All Around Bust Day Enough Excitement Loose Lost Peace Ruin Some Something Traipse Work
But you haven’t never loved God nor even nair person. You hard and tough as cowhide. But just the same I knows you. This afternoon you going to roam all over the place without never being satisfied.
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Afternoon Cowhide Even God Hard Love Person Roam Same Satisfy Tough You
I must go home periodically to renew my sense of horror.
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Home Honor Periodically Renew Sense
The music left only this bad hurt in her, and a blankness. She could not remember any of the symphony, not even the last few notes. She tried to remember, but no sound at all came to her. Now that it was over there was only her heart like a rabbit and this terrible hurt.
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Bad Blankness Could Even Few Her Hut Last Must Left Note Remember She Symphony
Maybe it was a thing that could not be spoken with words or writing. Maybe he would have to let her understand this in a different way. That was the feeling she had with him.
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Fel Different Maybe Thing Understanding Way Word Write
She stood in front of the mirror a long time, and finally decided she either looked like a sap or else she looked very beautiful. One or the other.
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Beautiful Either Front Look Mirror One Other Stood Time Finally
The trouble with me is that for a long time I have just been an I person.
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Been Just Long Time Trouble
The xenophobic individual can only reject and destroy, as the xenophobic nation inevitably makes war.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Destroy Individual Inevitably Make Nation Only Reject War Xenophobic

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