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.
CARSON MCCULLERSYou don’t know what it is to store up a lot of details and then come upon something real.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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The Heart is a Lonely Hunter.
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We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange.
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The people dreamed and fought and slept as much as ever. And by habit they shortened their thoughts so that they would not wander out into the darkness beyond tomorrow.
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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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To know who you are, you have to have a place to come from.
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I´m a stranger in a strange land.
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The thinking mind is best controlled by the imagination.
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You don’t know what it is to store up a lot of details and then come upon something real.
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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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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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His own life seemed so solitary, a fragile column supporting nothing amidst the wreckage of the years.
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Coming down was the hardest part of any climbing.
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The most fatal thing a man can do is try to stand alone.
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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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I want – I want – I want – was all that she could think about – but just what this real want was she did not know.
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