I was like a cat always climbing the wrong tree.
CARSON MCCULLERSI live with the people I create and it has always made my essential loneliness less keen.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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You don’t know what it is to store up a lot of details and then come upon something real.
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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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I´m a stranger in a strange land.
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She wished there was some place where she could go to hum it out loud. Some kind of music was too private to sing in a house cram fall of people. It was funny, too, how lonesome a person could be in a crowded house.
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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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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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We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange.
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I’m not explaining this right. What happened was this. There were these beautiful feelings and loose little pleasures inside me. And this woman was something like an assembly line for my soul.
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Sometimes this fellow’s music was like little colored pieces of crystal candy, and other times it was the softest, saddest thing she had ever imagined about.
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For fear is a primary source of evil. And when the question “Who am I?” recurs and is unanswered, then fear and frustration project a negative attitude.
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But the hearts of small children are delicate organs. A cruel beginning in this world can twist them into curious shapes.
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The trouble with me is that for a long time I have just been an I person.
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There is no stillness like the quiet of the first cold nights in the fall.
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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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Coming down was the hardest part of any climbing.
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