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The writer must hew the phantom rock.

Carson McCullers

Being human, she suffered from this lack and did what she could to make up for it. If she passed the evening bent over a table in the library and later declared that she had spent that time playing cards, it was as though she had managed to do both those things.
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Being Card Declare Evening Human Library Manage Over Pass Suffer Table Thing
It was like they waited to tell each other things that had never been told before. What she had to say was terrible and afraid. But what he would tell her was so true that it would make everything all right.
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Been Before Each never Other Thing Walk
Imagination takes humility, love and great courage.
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Courage Great Humility Imagination Love Take
The most fatal thing a man can do is try to stand alone.
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Alone Do Fatal Man Most Stand Thing
The world is certainty a sudden place.
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Certainty One Liner Place Sudden World
Because in some men it is in them to give up everything personal at some time, before it ferments and poisons–throw it to some human being or some human idea. They have to.
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Before Everything Ferment Give Human Being Idea Men Personal Poison Some Time
The lover craves any possible relation with the beloved, even if this experience can cause him only pain.
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Brave Cause Experience Lover Only Pain Possible Relation
All men are lonely. But sometimes it seems to me that we Americans are the loneliest of all. Our hunger for foreign places and new ways has been with us almost like a national disease. Our literature is stamped with a quality of longing and unrest, and our writers have been great wanderers.
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All Country Loneliest Lonely Men Seem Sometimes
But the hearts of small children are delicate organs. A cruel beginning in this world can twist them into curious shapes.
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Children Delicate Heart Organ Small
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
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
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 bewildered soul can answer only: “Since I do not understand ‘Who I am,’ I only know what I am not.” The corollary of this emotional incertitude is snobbism, intolerance and racial hate.
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Answer Bewilder Emotional Hate Incertain Incertitude Only Racial Soul Understand
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
The mind is like a richly woven tapestry in which the colors are distilled from the experiences of the senses, and the design drawn from the convolutions of the intellect.
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Color Convolution Design Distilled Drawn Experience Intellect Mind Richer Sense Tapestry Woven
The Heart is a Lonely Hunter.
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Heart Hunter Lonely

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