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Love is the bridge that leads from the I sense to the We, and there is a paradox about personal love.

Carson McCullers

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We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange.
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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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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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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
A writer soon discovers he has no single identity but lives the lives of all the people he creates and his weathers are independent of the actual day around him.
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We are homesick most for the places we have never known.
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Homesick Known Most never Place
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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Able Fact Fate Gave Have Own Quality Want
It was better to be in a jail where you could bang the walls than in a jail you could not see.
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Doctors, by God; washing their hands, looking out windows, fiddling with dreadful things while you are stretched out on a table or half undressed on a chair.
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All people belong to a We except me. Not to belong to a We makes you too lonesome.
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All Belong Except Loneliness Me People Too
But look what the Church has done to Jesus during the last two thousand years. What they have made of Him. How they have turned every word He spoke for their own vile ends. Jesus would be framed and in jail if he was living today.
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Church Done Him Jesus Look Made Thousand Two What Year
Imagination takes humility, love and great courage.
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The writer is by nature a dreamer – a conscious dreamer.
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Conscious Dream Dreamer Nature Write
The writer by nature of his profession is a dreamer and a conscious dreamer. He must imagine, and imagination takes humility, love and great courage. How can you create a character without live and the struggle that goes with love?
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Conscious Courage Dreamer Great Humility Imagine Love Must Nature Profession Writer
I´m a stranger in a strange land.
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Land Strange
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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Blind Dump Everybody Fellow Frazzle Meanness Mouthful Passive Stupid Wear

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