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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

The Heart is a Lonely Hunter had such an illumination, beginning my long search for the truth of the story and flashing light into the long two years ahead.
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Begin Come Flash Heart Hunter Illumination Lonely Long Phenomenon Ready Religious Search Soul Such Truth
The closest thing to being cared for is to care for someone else.
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Being Care Close Else Someone Thing
We live in the richest country in the world. There’s plenty and to spare for no man, woman, or child to be in want.
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Child Country Live Man No Plenty Rich Spare Want Woman World
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 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
Falling in love is the easiest thing in the world. It’s standing in love that matters.
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Essential Fall Love Matter Stand Thing World
As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.
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As Homesick Known never Often Place
I must go home periodically to renew my sense of horror.
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Home Honor Periodically Renew Sense
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.
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Chair Diddling Doctor Dreadful God Hand Look Stretch Table Thing Undress Wash Window
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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Bang Better Could Jail See Wall
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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Around Feel Much Nothing Seem Sweat Thing Time Value Tried Work
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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Broad Came Face Most Peace Seen Sorrowful Very Wise
the way i need you is a loneliness i cannot bear.
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Loneliness Mar Need Way
There is no stillness like the quiet of the first cold nights in the fall.
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Cold Fall First Like Night Quiet Stillness
Through the lies, she lived vicariously. The lies doubled the little of her existence that was left over from work and augmented the little rag end of her personal life.
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Argument Existence Left Life Little Personal Vicariously
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

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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