Love is the main generator of all good writing… Love, passion, compassion, are all welded together.
CARSON MCCULLERSShe 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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I have never gone to a doctor in my adult life, feeling instinctively that doctors meant either cutting or, just as bad, diet.
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Comparing the Brooklyn that I know with Manhattan is like comparing a comfortable and complacent duenna to her more brilliant and neurotic sister.
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After the first establishment of identity there comes the imperative need to lose this new-found sense of separateness and to belong to something larger and more powerful than the weak, lonely self. The sense of moral isolation is intolerable to us.
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All we can do is go around telling the truth.
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She stood in front of the mirror a long time, and finally decided she either looked like a sap or else she looked very beautiful. One or the other.
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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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There is no stillness like the quiet of the first cold nights in the fall.
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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.
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The thinking mind is best controlled by the imagination.
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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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The beloved fears and hates the lover, and with the best of reasons. For the lover is forever trying to strip bare his beloved.
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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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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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Can you wonder it is so miserable? Do you know how men should love? A tree. A rock. A cloud.
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the way i need you is a loneliness i cannot bear.
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