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It was better to be in a jail where you could bang the walls than in a jail you could not see.

Carson McCullers

Southerners are the more lonely and spiritually estranged, I think, because we have lived so long in an artificial social system that we insisted was natural and right and just – when all along we knew it wasn’t.
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Artificial Estrange Lonely Long Love More Natural Right Social Southern Spiritual System Think
To know who you are, you have to have a place to come from.
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Atre Come From Know Place Who You
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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Child Heart Nody Ordinary Peach Seed Shrink Swell Thing Until
And the curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being loved is intolerable to many.
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Being Curt Deep Intolerable Love Many Secret State Truth
The thinking mind is best controlled by the imagination.
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Best Control Imagination Mind Think
We live in the richest country in the world. There’s plenty and to spare for no man, woman, or child to be in want.
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Child Country Live Man No Plenty Rich Spare Want Woman World
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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Between Develop Idea Labor Seed Struggle Them Unconcious
All men are lonely. But sometimes it seems to me that we Americans are the loneliest of all. Our hunger for foreign places and new ways has been with us almost like a national disease. Our literature is stamped with a quality of longing and unrest, and our writers have been great wanderers.
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All Country Loneliest Lonely Men Seem Sometimes
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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Color Convolution Design Distilled Drawn Experience Intellect Mind Richer Sense Tapestry Woven
We are homesick most for the places we have never known.
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Homesick Known Most never Place
She 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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Cram Fall Go House Kind Loud Music Out People Place Private Sing Some Too Wish
Next to music beer was best.
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Beer Best Music Next
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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Children Delicate Heart Organ Small
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.
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Beat Enough Hurt Listen Rabbit Symphony Terrible Whole World
As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.
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As Homesick Known never Often Place
We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Born Familiar Foreign Strange Urge

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