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She wished there was some place where she could go to hum it out loud. Some kind of music was too private to sing in a house cram fall of people. It was funny, too, how lonesome a person could be in a crowded house.

Carson McCullers

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The whole world was this symphony, and there was not enough of her to listen… Now that it was over there was only her heart beating like a rabbit and this terrible hurt.
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Beat Enough Hurt Listen Rabbit Symphony Terrible Whole World
We wander, question. But the answer waits in each separate heart – the answer of our own identity and the way by which we can master loneliness and feel that at last we belong.
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Answer Belong Each Feel Heart Identity Last Loneliness Master Own Question Spepatre Wander Way
Love is affirmation; it motivates the yes responses and the sense of wider communication. Love casts out fear, and in the security of this togetherness we find contentment, courage.
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Affirmation Cast Communication Contentment Courage Fear Love Motivate Response Security Sense Togetherness Wider
For you see, when us people who know run into each other that’s an event. It almost never happens. Sometimes we meet each other and neither guesses that the other is one who knows. That’s a bad thing. It’s happened to me a lot of times. But you see there are so few of us.
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Each Other Event Almost Happen Know never People See
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
You don’t know what it is to store up a lot of details and then come upon something real.
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Come Detail Know Lot Real Something Store
A seed grows in writing as in nature. The seed of the idea is developed by both labor and the unconscious, and the struggle that goes on between them.
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Between Develop Go Grow Labor Nature Seed Struggle Them Uncoincuiious
All we can do is go around telling the truth.
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All Around Can Do Tell Truth
To find some lasting comfort in the arms of anothers fire…driven by a desperate hunger to the arms of a neon light, the heart is a lonely hunter when there’s no sign of love in sight!
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Another Arm Comfort Desperate Find Fire Hunger Hunter Last Light Lonely Neon Some
I live with the people I create and it has always made my essential loneliness less keen.
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Always Essential Keen Less Loneliness Made People Create
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
And in addition to this our country was founded on what should have been a great, true principle – the freedom, equality, and rights of each individual. Huh! And what has come of that start?
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Addition Been Come Equality Found Freedom Individual Principle Start True
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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After Belong Come Establishment Found Identity Imperative Larger Lose never Sense Separateness Something
To know who you are, you have to have a place to come from.
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Atre Come From Know Place Who You
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
It was better to be in a jail where you could bang the walls than in a jail you could not see.
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Bang Better Could Jail See Wall

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