I have more to say than Hemingway, and God knows, I say it better than Faulkner.
CARSON MCCULLERSThe bewildered soul can answer only: “Since I do not understand ‘Who I am,’ I only know what I am not.” The corollary of this emotional incertitude is snobbism, intolerance and racial hate.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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Comparing the Brooklyn that I know with Manhattan is like comparing a comfortable and complacent duenna to her more brilliant and neurotic sister.
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The world is certainty a sudden place.
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A most mediocre person can be the object of a love which is wild, extravagant, and beautiful as the poison lillies of the swamp.
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The writer must hew the phantom rock.
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The curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being beloved is intolerable to many.
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Through the lies, she lived vicariously. The lies doubled the little of her existence that was left over from work and augmented the little rag end of her personal life.
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After 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.
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I´m a stranger in a strange land.
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Can you wonder it is so miserable? Do you know how men should love? A tree. A rock. A cloud.
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Don’t you loathe it when doctors use the word ‘we’ when it applies only and solely to yourself?
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The value and quality of any love is determined solely by the lover himself.
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Because in some men it is in them to give up everything personal at some time, before it ferments and poisons–throw it to some human being or some human idea. They have to.
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To know who you are, you have to have a place to come from.
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Nothing is so musical as the sound of pouring bourbon for the first drink on a Sunday morning. Not Bach or Schubert or any of those masters.
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The lover craves any possible relation with the beloved, even if this experience can cause him only pain.
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