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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.

Carson McCullers

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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Bridge Lead Love Paradox Personal Sense
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
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
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
The world is certainty a sudden place.
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Certainty One Liner Place Sudden World
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
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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Address Aware Book Existence Human Improvision Make Nothing Song Unfinish
I meditated on love and reasoned it out. I realized what is wrong with us. Men fall in love for the first time. And what do they fall in love with? …They fall in love with a woman. They start at the wrong end of love. They begin at the climax.
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Fall First Love Meditate Men Realize Reason Start With Women Wrong
I once wrote a story about a writer who could not write anymore, and my friend Tennessee Williams said, ‘How could you dare write that story, it’s the most frightening work I have ever read.’ I was pretty well sunk while I was writing it.
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Anymore Country Dare Friend Fright Most People Person Story Sunk Write Wrote
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.
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Beat Enough Hurt Listen Rabbit Symphony Terrible Whole World
The lover craves any possible relation with the beloved, even if this experience can cause him only pain.
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Brave Cause Experience Lover Only Pain Possible Relation
Resentment is the most precious flower of poverty.
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Flower Most Poverty Precious Resentment
Maybe it was a thing that could not be spoken with words or writing. Maybe he would have to let her understand this in a different way. That was the feeling she had with him.
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Fel Different Maybe Thing Understanding Way Word Write
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
I think we look for the differences in people because it makes us less lonely.
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Difference Less Lonely Look Make People Think
I am not meant to be alone and without you who understands.
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Alone Meant Understand Without

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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