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Maybe it was a thing that could not be spoken with words or writing. Maybe he would have to let her understand this in a different way. That was the feeling she had with him.

Carson McCullers

The thinking mind is best controlled by the imagination.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Best Control Imagination Mind Think
I once wrote a story about a writer who could not write anymore, and my friend Tennessee Williams said, ‘How could you dare write that story, it’s the most frightening work I have ever read.’ I was pretty well sunk while I was writing it.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Anymore Country Dare Friend Fright Most People Person Story Sunk Write Wrote
When a person knows and can’t make the others understand, what does he do?
CARSON MCCULLERS

Do Does Know Make Other Person Understand
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
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.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Around Create Discover Identity Live People Single Soon Weather Independent Writer
She wished there was some place where she could go to hum it out loud. Some kind of music was too private to sing in a house cram fall of people. It was funny, too, how lonesome a person could be in a crowded house.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Cram Fall Go House Kind Loud Music Out People Place Private Sing Some Too Wish
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?
CARSON MCCULLERS

Agree Also Call Colour Green Same See Tree
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.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Endless Fluid Glimpse Human Humanity Illumination Passage Radiance Saw Struggle Swift Time Valor
Wherever you look there’s meanness and corruption. This room, this bottle of grape wine, these fruits in the basket, are all products of profit and loss.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Basket Bottle Corruption Fruit Grape Look Loss Meanness Product Profit Room Wine
I was like a cat always climbing the wrong tree.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Always Cat Climb Tree Wrong
Love is the bridge that leads from the I sense to the We, and there is a paradox about personal love.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Bridge Lead Love Paradox Personal Sense
His own life seemed so solitary, a fragile column supporting nothing amidst the wreckage of the years.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Amidst Fragile Life Own Seem Support Wreckage Year
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
Through the lies, she lived vicariously. The lies doubled the little of her existence that was left over from work and augmented the little rag end of her personal life.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Argument Existence Left Life Little Personal Vicariously
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.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Are Change Hand Milly Overnight People Profitable Something Taken They Unless Very While Willy Worth
The xenophobic individual can only reject and destroy, as the xenophobic nation inevitably makes war.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Destroy Individual Inevitably Make Nation Only Reject War Xenophobic

Maybe it was a thing that could not be spoken with words or writing. Maybe he would have to let her understand this in a different way. That was the feeling she had with him.

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