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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.

Carson McCullers

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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Fall First Love Meditate Men Realize Reason Start With Women Wrong
Can you wonder it is so miserable? Do you know how men should love? A tree. A rock. A cloud.
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Cloud Men Miserable Rock Should Tree Wonder
Writing, for me, is a search for God.
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God Me Search Write
When a person knows and can’t make the others understand, what does he do?
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Do Does Know Make Other Person Understand
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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Around Create Discover Identity Live People Single Soon Weather Independent Writer
For in a swift radiance of illumination he saw a glimpse of human struggle and valor. Of the endless fluid passage of the humanity through endless time. And of those who labor and of those who – one word- love. His soul expanded. But for a moment only. For in him, he felt a warning, a shaft of terror.
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Endless Fluid Glimpse Human Humanity Illumination Passage Radiance Saw Struggle Swift Time Valor
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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Anything Day Druge Else Left Much Night Soul Struggle Thrown Work
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
Resentment is the most precious flower of poverty.
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Flower Most Poverty Precious Resentment
The memories of childhood have a strange shuttling quality, and areas of darkness ring the spaces of light.
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Area Childhood Darkness Light Memories Shut Space Stranger
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
Death is the great gamer with a sleeve of tricks.
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Country Death Game Great People Sleeve Trick
But no value has been put on human life; it is given to us free and taken without being paid for. What is it worth?
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Being Free Given Human Life Pay Put Value Without Worth
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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Child Heart Nody Ordinary Peach Seed Shrink Swell Thing Until
The writer must hew the phantom rock.
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Hew Must Phantom Rock Writer
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

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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