The mind is like a richly woven tapestry in which the colors are distilled from the experiences of the senses, and the design drawn from the convolutions of the intellect.
CARSON MCCULLERSThe most fatal thing a man can do is try to stand alone.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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I run these little pieces of myself through her and I come out complete. Now do you follow me?
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Next to music beer was best.
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The writer must hew the phantom rock.
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The music left only this bad hurt in her, and a blankness. She could not remember any of the symphony, not even the last few notes. She tried to remember, but no sound at all came to her. Now that it was over there was only her heart like a rabbit and this terrible hurt.
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But the hearts of small children are delicate organs. A cruel beginning in this world can twist them into curious shapes.
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People, 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.
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But the hearts of small children are delicate organs. A cruel beginning in this world can twist them into curious shapes.
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Death is the great gamer with a sleeve of tricks.
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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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It was like she was cheated. Only nobody had cheated her. So there was nobody to take it out on. However, just the same she had that feeling. Cheated.
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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.
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Imagination takes humility, love and great courage.
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Owing to the fact he was a mute they were able to give him all the qualities they wanted him to have.
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But you haven’t never loved God nor even nair person. You hard and tough as cowhide. But just the same I knows you. This afternoon you going to roam all over the place without never being satisfied.
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The memories of childhood are like clear candles in an acre of night, illuminating fixed scenes from surrounding darkness.
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