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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.

Carson McCullers

To find some lasting comfort in the arms of anothers fire…driven by a desperate hunger to the arms of a neon light, the heart is a lonely hunter when there’s no sign of love in sight!
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Another Arm Comfort Desperate Find Fire Hunger Hunter Last Light Lonely Neon Some
And in addition to this our country was founded on what should have been a great, true principle – the freedom, equality, and rights of each individual. Huh! And what has come of that start?
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Addition Been Come Equality Found Freedom Individual Principle Start True
She wished there was some place where she could go to hum it out loud. Some kind of music was too private to sing in a house cram fall of people. It was funny, too, how lonesome a person could be in a crowded house.
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Cram Fall Go House Kind Loud Music Out People Place Private Sing Some Too Wish
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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Arm Around Hard Leg Music Salt She Very
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
We wander, question. But the answer waits in each separate heart – the answer of our own identity and the way by which we can master loneliness and feel that at last we belong.
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Answer Belong Each Feel Heart Identity Last Loneliness Master Own Question Spepatre Wander Way
The most fatal thing a man can do is try to stand alone.
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Alone Do Fatal Man Most Stand Thing
All men are lonely. But sometimes it seems to me that we Americans are the loneliest of all. Our hunger for foreign places and new ways has been with us almost like a national disease. Our literature is stamped with a quality of longing and unrest, and our writers have been great wanderers.
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All Country Loneliest Lonely Men Seem Sometimes
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
Jesus would be framed and in jail if he was living today.
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Frame Jail Jesus Live Today
The writer is by nature a dreamer – a conscious dreamer.
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Conscious Dream Dreamer Nature Write
There are corporations worth billions of dollars – and hundreds of thousands of people who don’t get to eat.
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Corporation Dollar Hundred People Eat Thousand Worth
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
There are the lover and the beloved, but these two come from different countries.
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Beloved Come Country Different Lover
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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Beautiful Either Front Look Mirror One Other Stood Time Finally
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

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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