It is music that causes the heart to broaden and the listener to grow cold with ecstasy and fright.
CARSON MCCULLERSIt is music that causes the heart to broaden and the listener to grow cold with ecstasy and fright.
CARSON MCCULLERSLove is the bridge that leads from the I sense to the We, and there is a paradox about personal love.
CARSON MCCULLERSAfter the first establishment of identity there comes the imperative need to lose this new-found sense of separateness and to belong to something larger and more powerful than the weak, lonely self. The sense of moral isolation is intolerable to us.
CARSON MCCULLERSWhat are the sources of an illumination? To me, they come after hours of searching and keeping my soul ready. Yet they come in a flash, as a religious phenomenon.
CARSON MCCULLERSIf you look around, at times the value may seem to be little or nothing at all. Often after you have sweated and tried and things are not better for you, there comes a feeling deep down in the soul that you are not worth much.
CARSON MCCULLERSPeople, unless they are nilly-willy or very sick, cannot be taken into the hands and be changed overnight into somthing more worth-while and profitable.
CARSON MCCULLERSAll we can do is go around telling the truth.
CARSON MCCULLERSI meditated on love and reasoned it out. I realized what is wrong with us. Men fall in love for the first time. And what do they fall in love with? …They fall in love with a woman. They start at the wrong end of love. They begin at the climax.
CARSON MCCULLERSThe closest thing to being cared for is to care for someone else.
CARSON MCCULLERSA fellow can’t live without giving his passive acceptance to meanness. Somebody wears his tail to a frazzle for every mouthful we eat and every stitch we wear-and nobody seems to know. Everybody is blind, dumb, and blunt-headed-stupid and mean.
CARSON MCCULLERSMaybe when people longed for a thing that bad the longing made them trust in anything that might give it to them.
CARSON MCCULLERSWe are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange.
CARSON MCCULLERSthe way i need you is a loneliness i cannot bear.
CARSON MCCULLERSThe thinking mind is best controlled by the imagination.
CARSON MCCULLERSShe was afraid of these things that made her suddenly wonder who she was, and what she was going to be in the world, and why she was standing at that minute, seeing a light, or listening, or staring up into the sky: alone.
CARSON MCCULLERSThey are the we of me.
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