A most mediocre person can be the object of a love which is wild, extravagant, and beautiful as the poison lillies of the swamp.
CARSON MCCULLERSThey are the we of me.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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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.
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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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The Heart is a lonely hunter with only one desire!
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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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Because in some men it is in them to give up everything personal at some time, before it ferments and poisons–throw it to some human being or some human idea. They have to.
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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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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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Southerners are the more lonely and spiritually estranged, I think, because we have lived so long in an artificial social system that we insisted was natural and right and just – when all along we knew it wasn’t.
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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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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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The writer must hew the phantom rock.
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We are homesick most for the places we have never known.
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His own life seemed so solitary, a fragile column supporting nothing amidst the wreckage of the years.
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the way i need you is a loneliness i cannot bear.
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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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