The most fatal thing a man can do is try to stand alone.
CARSON MCCULLERSHis own life seemed so solitary, a fragile column supporting nothing amidst the wreckage of the years.
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The writer is by nature a dreamer – a conscious dreamer.
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justice itself is a chimera, a delusion. Justice is not a flat yardstick, applied in equal measure to an equal situation.
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All people belong to a We except me. Not to belong to a We makes you too lonesome.
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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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The memories of childhood are like clear candles in an acre of night, illuminating fixed scenes from surrounding darkness.
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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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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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All we can do is go around telling the truth.
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Nothing is so musical as the sound of pouring bourbon for the first drink on a Sunday morning. Not Bach or Schubert or any of those masters.
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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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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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When a person knows and can’t make the others understand, what does he do?
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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.
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We no longer fear the age-old haunting questions: “Who am I?” “Why am I?” “Where am I going?” – and having cast out fear, we can be honest and charitable.
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Resentment is the most precious flower of poverty.
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