Can you wonder it is so miserable? Do you know how men should love? A tree. A rock. A cloud.
CARSON MCCULLERSMaybe when people longed for a thing that bad the longing made them trust in anything that might give it to them.
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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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The memories of childhood are like clear candles in an acre of night, illuminating fixed scenes from surrounding darkness.
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The lover craves any possible relation with the beloved, even if this experience can cause him only pain.
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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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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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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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The Heart is a Lonely Hunter.
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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.
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After the first establishment of identity there comes the imperative need to lose this new-found sense of separateness and to belong to something larger and more powerful than the weak, lonely self. The sense of moral isolation is intolerable to us.
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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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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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I have more to say than Hemingway, and God knows, I say it better than Faulkner.
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Death is the great gamer with a sleeve of tricks.
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For you see, when us people who know run into each other that’s an event. It almost never happens. Sometimes we meet each other and neither guesses that the other is one who knows. That’s a bad thing. It’s happened to me a lot of times. But you see there are so few of us.
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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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Coming down was the hardest part of any climbing.
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Jesus would be framed and in jail if he was living today.
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I am not meant to be alone and without you who understands.
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There are the lover and the beloved, but these two come from different countries.
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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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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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The xenophobic individual can only reject and destroy, as the xenophobic nation inevitably makes war.
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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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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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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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I´m a stranger in a strange land.
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