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 MCCULLERSThe most fatal thing a man can do is try to stand alone.
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Can you wonder it is so miserable? Do you know how men should love? A tree. A rock. A cloud.
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The Heart is a lonely hunter with only one desire!
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I´m a stranger in a strange land.
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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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If you look around, at times the value may seem to be little or nothing at all. Often after you have sweated and tried and things are not better for you, there comes a feeling deep down in the soul that you are not worth much.
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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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I live with the people I create and it has always made my essential loneliness less keen.
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Day and night she had drudged and struggled and thrown her soul into her work, and there was not much of her left over for anything else.
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All we can do is go around telling the truth.
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Love is a joint experience between two persons — but the fact that it is a joint experience does not mean that it is a similar experience to the two people involved.
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Falling in love is the easiest thing in the world. It’s standing in love that matters.
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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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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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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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The people dreamed and fought and slept as much as ever. And by habit they shortened their thoughts so that they would not wander out into the darkness beyond tomorrow.
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