The whole world was this symphony, and there was not enough of her to listen… Now that it was over there was only her heart beating like a rabbit and this terrible hurt.
CARSON MCCULLERSI have more to say than Hemingway, and God knows, I say it better than Faulkner.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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I got to wear blinders all the time so I won’t think sideways or in the past.
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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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Death is the great gamer with a sleeve of tricks.
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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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Being human, she suffered from this lack and did what she could to make up for it. If she passed the evening bent over a table in the library and later declared that she had spent that time playing cards, it was as though she had managed to do both those things.
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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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the way i need you is a loneliness i cannot bear.
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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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I live with the people I create and it has always made my essential loneliness less keen.
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There is no stillness like the quiet of the first cold nights in the fall.
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Coming down was the hardest part of any climbing.
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I am not meant to be alone and without you who understands.
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In 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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The human heart is a lonely hunter-but the search for us southerners is more anguished.
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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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