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Maybe when people longed for a thing that bad the longing made them trust in anything that might give it to them.

Carson McCullers

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 writer must hew the phantom rock.
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Hew Must Phantom Rock Writer
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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Dfarknes Dream Ever Fought Much People Shortened Slept Tomorrow Wander
She was afraid of these things that made her suddenly wonder who she was, and what she was going to be in the world, and why she was standing at that minute, seeing a light, or listening, or staring up into the sky: alone.
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Afraid Go Made Minute See She Stand Suddenly These Thing Wonder World
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
I must go home periodically to renew my sense of horror.
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Home Honor Periodically Renew Sense
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
Sometimes this fellow’s music was like little colored pieces of crystal candy, and other times it was the softest, saddest thing she had ever imagined about.
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Candy Color Crystal Ever Fellow Imagine Little Music Other Piece Saddest Soft Sometimes Thing Time
It was like they waited to tell each other things that had never been told before. What she had to say was terrible and afraid. But what he would tell her was so true that it would make everything all right.
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Been Before Each never Other Thing Walk
This music was her-the real plain her…This music did not take a long time or a short time. It did not have anything to do with time going by at all. She sat with her arms around her legs, biting her salty knee very hard.
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Arm Around Hard Leg Music Salt She Very
Can you wonder it is so miserable? Do you know how men should love? A tree. A rock. A cloud.
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Cloud Men Miserable Rock Should Tree Wonder
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
Love is the main generator of all good writing… Love, passion, compassion, are all welded together.
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Compassion Generator Good Love Main Passion Thing Together Welded Writing
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
Once you have lived with another, it is a great torture to have to live alone.
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Alone Author Great Live Once Torture
In his face there came to be a brooding peace that is seen most often in the faces of the very sorrowful or the very wise. But still he wandered through the streets of the town, always silent and alone.
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Broad Came Face Most Peace Seen Sorrowful Very Wise

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