I live with the people I create and it has always made my essential loneliness less keen.
CARSON MCCULLERSIn his face there came to be a brooding peace that is seen most often in the faces of the very sorrowful or the very wise. But still he wandered through the streets of the town, always silent and alone.
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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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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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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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And the curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being loved is intolerable to many.
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Maybe it was a thing that could not be spoken with words or writing. Maybe he would have to let her understand this in a different way. That was the feeling she had with him.
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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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It was like they waited to tell each other things that had never been told before. What she had to say was terrible and afraid. But what he would tell her was so true that it would make everything all right.
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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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Comparing the Brooklyn that I know with Manhattan is like comparing a comfortable and complacent duenna to her more brilliant and neurotic sister.
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How can the dead be truly dead when they still live in the souls of those who are left behind?
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I live with the people I create and it has always made my essential loneliness less keen.
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The curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being beloved is intolerable to many.
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There’s nothing that makes you so aware of the improvisation of human existence as a song unfinished. Or an old address book.
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Maybe when people longed for a thing that bad the longing made them trust in anything that might give it to them.
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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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