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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 way i need you is a loneliness i cannot bear.
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Loneliness Mar Need Way
Jesus would be framed and in jail if he was living today.
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Frame Jail Jesus Live Today
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
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
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
The xenophobic individual can only reject and destroy, as the xenophobic nation inevitably makes war.
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Destroy Individual Inevitably Make Nation Only Reject War Xenophobic
The bewildered soul can answer only: “Since I do not understand ‘Who I am,’ I only know what I am not.” The corollary of this emotional incertitude is snobbism, intolerance and racial hate.
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Answer Bewilder Emotional Hate Incertain Incertitude Only Racial Soul Understand
The lover craves any possible relation with the beloved, even if this experience can cause him only pain.
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Brave Cause Experience Lover Only Pain Possible Relation
There are the lover and the beloved, but these two come from different countries.
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Beloved Come Country Different Lover
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
There is so much truth in children and so little self-consciousness. It always strikes me that they are so capable of losing and finding themselves and also losing and finding those things they feel close to.
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Children Consciousness Little Must Self Truth
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
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
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
We live in the richest country in the world. There’s plenty and to spare for no man, woman, or child to be in want.
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Child Country Live Man No Plenty Rich Spare Want Woman World
It was like she was cheated. Only nobody had cheated her. So there was nobody to take it out on. However, just the same she had that feeling. Cheated.
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Cheat Like Nobody Out Same Feel She Take
The curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being beloved is intolerable to many.
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Being Beloved Curt Deep Intolearte Many Secret Truth Way
The writer is by nature a dreamer – a conscious dreamer.
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Conscious Dream Dreamer Nature Write
The mind is like a richly woven tapestry in which the colors are distilled from the experiences of the senses, and the design drawn from the convolutions of the intellect.
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Color Convolution Design Distilled Drawn Experience Intellect Mind Richer Sense Tapestry Woven
For you see, when us people who know run into each other that’s an event. It almost never happens. Sometimes we meet each other and neither guesses that the other is one who knows. That’s a bad thing. It’s happened to me a lot of times. But you see there are so few of us.
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Each Other Event Almost Happen Know never People See
I´m a stranger in a strange land.
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Land Strange
Falling in love is the easiest thing in the world. It’s standing in love that matters.
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Essential Fall Love Matter Stand Thing World
To know who you are, you have to have a place to come from.
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Atre Come From Know Place Who You
The dimensions of a work of art are seldom realized by the author until the work is accomplished. It is like a flowering dream. Ideas grow, budding silently, and there are a thousand illuminations coming day by day as the work progresses.
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Accomplish Art Author Bustling Dimension Illumination Progressive Realize Seldom Silence Until Work
Love is affirmation; it motivates the yes responses and the sense of wider communication. Love casts out fear, and in the security of this togetherness we find contentment, courage.
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Affirmation Cast Communication Contentment Courage Fear Love Motivate Response Security Sense Togetherness Wider
But you haven’t never loved God nor even nair person. You hard and tough as cowhide. But just the same I knows you. This afternoon you going to roam all over the place without never being satisfied.
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Afternoon Cowhide Even God Hard Love Person Roam Same Satisfy Tough You
Writing, for me, is a search for God.
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God Me Search Write

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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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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