They are the we of me.
CARSON MCCULLERSShe 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.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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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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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?
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The Heart is a lonely hunter with only one desire!
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The Heart is a Lonely Hunter had such an illumination, beginning my long search for the truth of the story and flashing light into the long two years ahead.
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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.
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The memories of childhood have a strange shuttling quality, and areas of darkness ring the spaces of light.
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Day and night she had drudged and struggled and thrown her soul into her work, and there was not much of her left over for anything else.
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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 heart of a hurt child can shrink so that forever afterward it is hard and pitted as the seed of a peach. Or again, the heart of such a child may fester and swell until it is a misery to carry within the body, easily chafed and hurt by the most ordinary things.
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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 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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The thinking mind is best controlled by the imagination.
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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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Jesus would be framed and in jail if he was living today.
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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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