Doctors, by God; washing their hands, looking out windows, fiddling with dreadful things while you are stretched out on a table or half undressed on a chair.
CARSON MCCULLERSThey are the we of me.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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The world is certainty a sudden place.
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The xenophobic individual can only reject and destroy, as the xenophobic nation inevitably makes war.
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It is music that causes the heart to broaden and the listener to grow cold with ecstasy and fright.
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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 bewildered soul can answer only: “Since I do not understand ‘Who I am,’ I only know what I am not.” The corollary of this emotional incertitude is snobbism, intolerance and racial hate.
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The heart of a hurt child can shrink so that forever afterward it is hard and pitted as the seed of a peach. Or again, the heart of such a child may fester and swell until it is a misery to carry within the body, easily chafed and hurt by the most ordinary things.
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Owing to the fact he was a mute they were able to give him all the qualities they wanted him to have.
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The writer is by nature a dreamer – a conscious dreamer.
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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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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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Love is the bridge that leads from the I sense to the We, and there is a paradox about personal love.
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Love is the main generator of all good writing… Love, passion, compassion, are all welded together.
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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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I see a green tree. And to me it is green. And you would call the tree green also. And we would agree on this. But is the colour you see as green the same colour I see as green?
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Day and night she had drudged and struggled and thrown her soul into her work, and there was not much of her left over for anything else.
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