The whole world was this symphony, and there was not enough of her to listen… Now that it was over there was only her heart beating like a rabbit and this terrible hurt.
CARSON MCCULLERSTo 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!
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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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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Don’t you loathe it when doctors use the word ‘we’ when it applies only and solely to yourself?
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The world is certainty a sudden place.
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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 curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being beloved is intolerable to many.
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Imagination takes humility, love and great courage.
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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 lover craves any possible relation with the beloved, even if this experience can cause him only pain.
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Writing, for me, is a search for God.
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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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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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The human heart is a lonely hunter-but the search for us southerners is more anguished.
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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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Resentment is the most precious flower of poverty.
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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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