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Sometimes this fellow’s music was like little colored pieces of crystal candy, and other times it was the softest, saddest thing she had ever imagined about.

Carson McCullers

Southerners are the more lonely and spiritually estranged, I think, because we have lived so long in an artificial social system that we insisted was natural and right and just – when all along we knew it wasn’t.
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Artificial Estrange Lonely Long Love More Natural Right Social Southern Spiritual System Think
The writer is by nature a dreamer – a conscious dreamer.
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Conscious Dream Dreamer Nature Write
The human heart is a lonely hunter-but the search for us southerners is more anguished.
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Anguish Heart Human Hunter Lonely More Search Southern
After the first establishment of identity there comes the imperative need to lose this new-found sense of separateness and to belong to something larger and more powerful than the weak, lonely self. The sense of moral isolation is intolerable to us.
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After Belong Come Establishment Found Identity Imperative Larger Lose never Sense Separateness Something
His own life seemed so solitary, a fragile column supporting nothing amidst the wreckage of the years.
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Amidst Fragile Life Own Seem Support Wreckage Year
People, unless they are nilly-willy or very sick, cannot be taken into the hands and be changed overnight into somthing more worth-while and profitable.
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Are Change Hand Milly Overnight People Profitable Something Taken They Unless Very While Willy Worth
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
I got to wear blinders all the time so I won’t think sideways or in the past.
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Blinder Past Sideway Think Time Wear
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
The Heart is a lonely hunter with only one desire!
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Desire Herat Hunter Loney Only
The music left only this bad hurt in her, and a blankness. She could not remember any of the symphony, not even the last few notes. She tried to remember, but no sound at all came to her. Now that it was over there was only her heart like a rabbit and this terrible hurt.
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Bad Blankness Could Even Few Her Hut Last Must Left Note Remember She Symphony
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
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
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
There’s nothing that makes you so aware of the improvisation of human existence as a song unfinished. Or an old address book.
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Address Aware Book Existence Human Improvision Make Nothing Song Unfinish
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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Afraid Go Made Minute See She Stand Suddenly These Thing Wonder World

Sometimes this fellow’s music was like little colored pieces of crystal candy, and other times it was the softest, saddest thing she had ever imagined about.

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