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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.

Carson McCullers

I am not meant to be alone and without you who understands.
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Alone Meant Understand Without
We no longer fear the age-old haunting questions: “Who am I?” “Why am I?” “Where am I going?” – and having cast out fear, we can be honest and charitable.
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Age Ask Cast Charitable Fear Go Haunt Honest Question Together
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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Arm Around Hard Leg Music Salt She Very
Once you have lived with another, it is a great torture to have to live alone.
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Alone Author Great Live Once Torture
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.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Artificial Estrange Lonely Long Love More Natural Right Social Southern Spiritual System Think
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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Author Chain Come Creation Episode Fear From Chance Horror Life One Small Start Work
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
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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Bourbon Drink First Master Morning Musical Nothing Pour Sound Sunday
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
The most fatal thing a man can do is try to stand alone.
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Alone Do Fatal Man Most Stand Thing
And in addition to this our country was founded on what should have been a great, true principle – the freedom, equality, and rights of each individual. Huh! And what has come of that start?
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Addition Been Come Equality Found Freedom Individual Principle Start True
You don’t know what it is to store up a lot of details and then come upon something real.
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Come Detail Know Lot Real Something Store
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
The value and quality of any love is determined solely by the lover himself.
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Determine Himself Love Lover Quality Solely Value
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.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Blind Dump Everybody Fellow Frazzle Meanness Mouthful Passive Stupid Wear
You going to traipse all around like you haves to find something lost. You going to work yourself up with excitement. Your heart going to beat hard enough to kill you because you don’t love and don’t have peace. And then some day you going to bust loose and be ruined.
CARSON MCCULLERS

All Around Bust Day Enough Excitement Loose Lost Peace Ruin Some Something Traipse Work

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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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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