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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.

Carson McCullers

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To 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!
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Another Arm Comfort Desperate Find Fire Hunger Hunter Last Light Lonely Neon Some
I must go home periodically to renew my sense of horror.
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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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She stood in front of the mirror a long time, and finally decided she either looked like a sap or else she looked very beautiful. One or the other.
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Beautiful Either Front Look Mirror One Other Stood Time Finally
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
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
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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Before Everything Ferment Give Human Being Idea Men Personal Poison Some Time
Day and night she had drudged and struggled and thrown her soul into her work, and there was not much of her left over for anything else.
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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
The Heart is a Lonely Hunter.
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Heart Hunter Lonely
The beloved fears and hates the lover, and with the best of reasons. For the lover is forever trying to strip bare his beloved.
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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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Being human, she suffered from this lack and did what she could to make up for it. If she passed the evening bent over a table in the library and later declared that she had spent that time playing cards, it was as though she had managed to do both those things.
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Being Card Declare Evening Human Library Manage Over Pass Suffer Table Thing
I´m a stranger in a strange land.
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Land Strange
Resentment is the most precious flower of poverty.
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Flower Most Poverty Precious Resentment
I have more to say than Hemingway, and God knows, I say it better than Faulkner.
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