The value and quality of any love is determined solely by the lover himself.
CARSON MCCULLERSShe 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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I live with the people I create and it has always made my essential loneliness less keen.
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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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The closest thing to being cared for is to care for someone else.
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I see a green tree. And to me it is green. And you would call the tree green also. And we would agree on this. But is the colour you see as green the same colour I see as green?
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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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They are the we of me.
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Love is the main generator of all good writing… Love, passion, compassion, are all welded together.
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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 most fatal thing a man can do is try to stand alone.
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There is so much truth in children and so little self-consciousness. It always strikes me that they are so capable of losing and finding themselves and also losing and finding those things they feel close to.
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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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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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The Heart is a Lonely Hunter.
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You don’t know what it is to store up a lot of details and then come upon something real.
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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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