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The trouble with me is that for a long time I have just been an I person.

Carson McCullers

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The music left only this bad hurt in her, and a blankness. She could not remember any of the symphony, not even the last few notes. She tried to remember, but no sound at all came to her. Now that it was over there was only her heart like a rabbit and this terrible hurt.
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Bad Blankness Could Even Few Her Hut Last Must Left Note Remember She Symphony
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
They are the we of me.
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Me They We
You going to traipse all around like you haves to find something lost. You going to work yourself up with excitement. Your heart going to beat hard enough to kill you because you don’t love and don’t have peace. And then some day you going to bust loose and be ruined.
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All Around Bust Day Enough Excitement Loose Lost Peace Ruin Some Something Traipse Work
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
All people belong to a We except me. Not to belong to a We makes you too lonesome.
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All Belong Except Loneliness Me People Too
For in a swift radiance of illumination he saw a glimpse of human struggle and valor. Of the endless fluid passage of the humanity through endless time. And of those who labor and of those who – one word- love. His soul expanded. But for a moment only. For in him, he felt a warning, a shaft of terror.
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Endless Fluid Glimpse Human Humanity Illumination Passage Radiance Saw Struggle Swift Time Valor
I live with the people I create and it has always made my essential loneliness less keen.
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Always Essential Keen Less Loneliness Made People Create
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
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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Bang Better Could Jail See Wall
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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Could Know Real Think Want
A writer soon discovers he has no single identity but lives the lives of all the people he creates and his weathers are independent of the actual day around him.
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Around Create Discover Identity Live People Single Soon Weather Independent Writer
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
The trouble with me is that for a long time I have just been an I person.
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Been Just Long Time Trouble
I must go home periodically to renew my sense of horror.
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Home Honor Periodically Renew Sense
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
A most mediocre person can be the object of a love which is wild, extravagant, and beautiful as the poison lillies of the swamp.
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Beautiful Extravagant Love Most Object Person Poison Seldom Wild
Writing, for me, is a search for God.
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God Me Search Write
I’m not explaining this right. What happened was this. There were these beautiful feelings and loose little pleasures inside me. And this woman was something like an assembly line for my soul.
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Assembly Beautiful Explain Feeling Happen Inside Little Pleasure Right Something Women
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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Author Chain Come Creation Episode Fear From Chance Horror Life One Small Start Work
The Heart is a lonely hunter with only one desire!
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Desire Herat Hunter Loney Only
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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Conscious Courage Dreamer Great Humility Imagine Love Must Nature Profession Writer
What are the sources of an illumination? To me, they come after hours of searching and keeping my soul ready. Yet they come in a flash, as a religious phenomenon.
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After Come Hour Illumination Keep Phenomena Ready Search Soul Source Yet
I once wrote a story about a writer who could not write anymore, and my friend Tennessee Williams said, ‘How could you dare write that story, it’s the most frightening work I have ever read.’ I was pretty well sunk while I was writing it.
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Resentment is the most precious flower of poverty.
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Flower Most Poverty Precious Resentment
The writer is by nature a dreamer – a conscious dreamer.
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Conscious Dream Dreamer Nature Write
We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange.
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Born Familiar Foreign Strange Urge

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