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I run these little pieces of myself through her and I come out complete. Now do you follow me?

Carson McCullers

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A writer soon discovers he has no single identity but lives the lives of all the people he creates and his weathers are independent of the actual day around him.
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Around Create Discover Identity Live People Single Soon Weather Independent Writer
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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Bad Blankness Could Even Few Her Hut Last Must Left Note Remember She Symphony
The Heart is a Lonely Hunter.
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Heart Hunter Lonely
I´m a stranger in a strange land.
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Land Strange
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 value and quality of any love is determined solely by the lover himself.
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Determine Himself Love Lover Quality Solely Value
I have never gone to a doctor in my adult life, feeling instinctively that doctors meant either cutting or, just as bad, diet.
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Adult Bad Cut Diet Doctor Either Feel Gone Instinctively Just Meant
His own life seemed so solitary, a fragile column supporting nothing amidst the wreckage of the years.
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Amidst Fragile Life Own Seem Support Wreckage Year
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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Beautiful Extravagant Love Most Object Person Poison Seldom Wild
A seed grows in writing as in nature. 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 Go Grow Labor Nature Seed Struggle Them Uncoincuiious
The writer is by nature a dreamer – a conscious dreamer.
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Conscious Dream Dreamer Nature Write
We are homesick most for the places we have never known.
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Homesick Known Most never Place
You don’t know what it is to store up a lot of details and then come upon something real.
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Come Detail Know Lot Real Something Store
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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After Come Hour Illumination Keep Phenomena Ready Search Soul Source Yet
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
It is music that causes the heart to broaden and the listener to grow cold with ecstasy and fright.
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Broden Cause Cold Ecstasy Fright Heart Listen Music

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