Writing, for me, is a search for God.
CARSON MCCULLERSWriting, for me, is a search for God.
CARSON MCCULLERSAnd the curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being loved is intolerable to many.
CARSON MCCULLERSThere are the lover and the beloved, but these two come from different countries.
CARSON MCCULLERSThe memories of childhood have a strange shuttling quality, and areas of darkness ring the spaces of light.
CARSON MCCULLERSHis own life seemed so solitary, a fragile column supporting nothing amidst the wreckage of the years.
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.
CARSON MCCULLERSI was like a cat always climbing the wrong tree.
CARSON MCCULLERSThe 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.
CARSON MCCULLERSYou 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.
CARSON MCCULLERSI must go home periodically to renew my sense of horror.
CARSON MCCULLERSThe most fatal thing a man can do is try to stand alone.
CARSON MCCULLERSFor fear is a primary source of evil. And when the question “Who am I?” recurs and is unanswered, then fear and frustration project a negative attitude.
CARSON MCCULLERSA most mediocre person can be the object of a love which is wild, extravagant, and beautiful as the poison lillies of the swamp.
CARSON MCCULLERSFor 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.
CARSON MCCULLERSThe trouble with me is that for a long time I have just been an I person.
CARSON MCCULLERSPeople, unless they are nilly-willy or very sick, cannot be taken into the hands and be changed overnight into somthing more worth-while and profitable.
CARSON MCCULLERS