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This fear is one of the horrors of an author’s life. Where does work come from? What chance, what small episode will start the chain of creation?

Carson McCullers

We live in the richest country in the world. There’s plenty and to spare for no man, woman, or child to be in want.
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Child Country Live Man No Plenty Rich Spare Want Woman World
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 people belong to a We except me. Not to belong to a We makes you too lonesome.
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All Belong Except Loneliness Me People Too
But look what the Church has done to Jesus during the last two thousand years. What they have made of Him. How they have turned every word He spoke for their own vile ends. Jesus would be framed and in jail if he was living today.
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Church Done Him Jesus Look Made Thousand Two What Year
Can you wonder it is so miserable? Do you know how men should love? A tree. A rock. A cloud.
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Cloud Men Miserable Rock Should Tree Wonder
And the curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being loved is intolerable to many.
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Being Curt Deep Intolerable Love Many Secret State Truth
They are the we of me.
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Me They We
I was like a cat always climbing the wrong tree.
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Always Cat Climb Tree Wrong
This was her, Mick Kelly, walking in the daytime and by herself at night. In the hot sun and in the dark with all the plans and feelings.
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Country Dark Daytime Feel Herself Hot Night People Plan Sun Walk
Writing, for me, is a search for God.
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God Me Search Write
I’m not explaining this right. What happened was this. There were these beautiful feelings and loose little pleasures inside me. And this woman was something like an assembly line for my soul.
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Assembly Beautiful Explain Feeling Happen Inside Little Pleasure Right Something Women
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
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
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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Bridge Lead Love Paradox Personal Sense
I see a green tree. And to me it is green. And you would call the tree green also. And we would agree on this. But is the colour you see as green the same colour I see as green?
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Agree Also Call Colour Green Same See Tree
A 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.
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Blind Dump Everybody Fellow Frazzle Meanness Mouthful Passive Stupid Wear

This fear is one of the horrors of an author’s life. Where does work come from? What chance, what small episode will start the chain of creation?

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