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.
CARSON MCCULLERSI have never gone to a doctor in my adult life, feeling instinctively that doctors meant either cutting or, just as bad, diet.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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The Heart is a Lonely Hunter.
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I meditated on love and reasoned it out. I realized what is wrong with us. Men fall in love for the first time. And what do they fall in love with? …They fall in love with a woman. They start at the wrong end of love. They begin at the climax.
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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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We are homesick most for the places we have never known.
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I have never gone to a doctor in my adult life, feeling instinctively that doctors meant either cutting or, just as bad, diet.
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The memories of childhood are like clear candles in an acre of night, illuminating fixed scenes from surrounding darkness.
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The heart of a hurt child can shrink so that forever afterward it is hard and pitted as the seed of a peach. Or again, the heart of such a child may fester and swell until it is a misery to carry within the body, easily chafed and hurt by the most ordinary things.
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The dimensions of a work of art are seldom realized by the author until the work is accomplished. It is like a flowering dream. Ideas grow, budding silently, and there are a thousand illuminations coming day by day as the work progresses.
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Imagination takes humility, love and great courage.
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Resentment is the most precious flower of poverty.
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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.
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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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Owing to the fact he was a mute they were able to give him all the qualities they wanted him to have.
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We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange.
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