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There’s nothing that makes you so aware of the improvisation of human existence as a song unfinished. Or an old address book.

Carson McCullers

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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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Beautiful Extravagant Love Most Object Person Poison Seldom Wild
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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Blind Dump Everybody Fellow Frazzle Meanness Mouthful Passive Stupid Wear
But no value has been put on human life; it is given to us free and taken without being paid for. What is it worth?
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Being Free Given Human Life Pay Put Value Without Worth
If you look around, at times the value may seem to be little or nothing at all. Often after you have sweated and tried and things are not better for you, there comes a feeling deep down in the soul that you are not worth much.
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Around Feel Much Nothing Seem Sweat Thing Time Value Tried Work
Imagination takes humility, love and great courage.
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Courage Great Humility Imagination Love Take
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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Being Card Declare Evening Human Library Manage Over Pass Suffer Table Thing
To find some lasting comfort in the arms of anothers fire…driven by a desperate hunger to the arms of a neon light, the heart is a lonely hunter when there’s no sign of love in sight!
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Another Arm Comfort Desperate Find Fire Hunger Hunter Last Light Lonely Neon Some
All people belong to a We except me. Not to belong to a We makes you too lonesome.
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All Belong Except Loneliness Me People Too
How can the dead be truly dead when they still live in the souls of those who are left behind?
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Behind Dead Left Soul Truly
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
Writing, for me, is a search for God.
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God Me Search Write
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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Beginning Children Cruel Curious Delicate Group Heart Shape Small Twist World
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
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
I think we look for the differences in people because it makes us less lonely.
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Difference Less Lonely Look Make People Think
We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange.
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Born Familiar Foreign Strange Urge

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