Day and night she had drudged and struggled and thrown her soul into her work, and there was not much of her left over for anything else.
CARSON MCCULLERSShe 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.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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I was like a cat always climbing the wrong tree.
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The thinking mind is best controlled by the imagination.
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The xenophobic individual can only reject and destroy, as the xenophobic nation inevitably makes war.
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All people belong to a We except me. Not to belong to a We makes you too lonesome.
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Resentment is the most precious flower of poverty.
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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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It was like she was cheated. Only nobody had cheated her. So there was nobody to take it out on. However, just the same she had that feeling. Cheated.
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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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The lover craves any possible relation with the beloved, even if this experience can cause him only pain.
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What 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.
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And the curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being loved is intolerable to many.
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When a person knows and can’t make the others understand, what does he do?
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Love is the bridge that leads from the I sense to the We, and there is a paradox about personal love.
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She 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.
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Maybe when people longed for a thing that bad the longing made them trust in anything that might give it to them.
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