The memories of childhood are like clear candles in an acre of night, illuminating fixed scenes from surrounding darkness.
CARSON MCCULLERSWriting, for me, is a search for God.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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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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The whole world was this symphony, and there was not enough of her to listen… Now that it was over there was only her heart beating like a rabbit and this terrible hurt.
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They are the we of me.
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How can the dead be truly dead when they still live in the souls of those who are left behind?
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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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The human heart is a lonely hunter-but the search for us southerners is more anguished.
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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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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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The xenophobic individual can only reject and destroy, as the xenophobic nation inevitably makes war.
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When a person knows and can’t make the others understand, what does he do?
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Maybe when people longed for a thing that bad the longing made them trust in anything that might give it to them.
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If you look around, at times the value may seem to be little or nothing at all. Often after you have sweated and tried and things are not better for you, there comes a feeling deep down in the soul that you are not worth much.
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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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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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There is no stillness like the quiet of the first cold nights in the fall.
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