When a person knows and can’t make the others understand, what does he do?
CARSON MCCULLERSThere’s nothing that makes you so aware of the improvisation of human existence as a song unfinished. Or an old address book.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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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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Imagination takes humility, love and great courage.
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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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The Heart is a Lonely Hunter.
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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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How can the dead be truly dead when they still live in the souls of those who are left behind?
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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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I´m a stranger in a strange land.
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You don’t know what it is to store up a lot of details and then come upon something real.
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I think we look for the differences in people because it makes us less lonely.
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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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This music was her-the real plain her…This music did not take a long time or a short time. It did not have anything to do with time going by at all. She sat with her arms around her legs, biting her salty knee very hard.
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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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Jesus would be framed and in jail if he was living today.
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In his face there came to be a brooding peace that is seen most often in the faces of the very sorrowful or the very wise. But still he wandered through the streets of the town, always silent and alone.
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