The human heart is a lonely hunter-but the search for us southerners is more anguished.
CARSON MCCULLERSThe memories of childhood are like clear candles in an acre of night, illuminating fixed scenes from surrounding darkness.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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Writing, for me, is a search for God.
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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.
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The world is certainty a sudden place.
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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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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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Love of another individual opens a new relation between the personality and the world. The lover responds in a new way to nature and may even write poetry.
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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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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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A most mediocre person can be the object of a love which is wild, extravagant, and beautiful as the poison lillies of the swamp.
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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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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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I am not meant to be alone and without you who understands.
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To know who you are, you have to have a place to come from.
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Doctors, by God; washing their hands, looking out windows, fiddling with dreadful things while you are stretched out on a table or half undressed on a chair.
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A fellow can’t live without giving his passive acceptance to meanness. Somebody wears his tail to a frazzle for every mouthful we eat and every stitch we wear-and nobody seems to know. Everybody is blind, dumb, and blunt-headed-stupid and mean.
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