The closest thing to being cared for is to care for someone else.
CARSON MCCULLERSAnd the curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being loved is intolerable to many.
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I want – I want – I want – was all that she could think about – but just what this real want was she did not know.
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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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Southerners are the more lonely and spiritually estranged, I think, because we have lived so long in an artificial social system that we insisted was natural and right and just – when all along we knew it wasn’t.
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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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The memories of childhood are like clear candles in an acre of night, illuminating fixed scenes from surrounding darkness.
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Next to music beer was best.
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Can you wonder it is so miserable? Do you know how men should love? A tree. A rock. A cloud.
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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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The writer is by nature a dreamer – a conscious dreamer.
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Owing to the fact he was a mute they were able to give him all the qualities they wanted him to have.
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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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When a person knows and can’t make the others understand, what does he do?
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Death is the great gamer with a sleeve of tricks.
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The Heart is a Lonely Hunter.
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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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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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There is no stillness like the quiet of the first cold nights in the fall.
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As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.
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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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I live with the people I create and it has always made my essential loneliness less keen.
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Falling in love is the easiest thing in the world. It’s standing in love that matters.
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For in a swift radiance of illumination he saw a glimpse of human struggle and valor. Of the endless fluid passage of the humanity through endless time. And of those who labor and of those who – one word- love. His soul expanded. But for a moment only. For in him, he felt a warning, a shaft of terror.
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Imagination takes humility, love and great courage.
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She was afraid of these things that made her suddenly wonder who she was, and what she was going to be in the world, and why she was standing at that minute, seeing a light, or listening, or staring up into the sky: alone.
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The bewildered soul can answer only: “Since I do not understand ‘Who I am,’ I only know what I am not.” The corollary of this emotional incertitude is snobbism, intolerance and racial hate.
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The heart of a hurt child can shrink so that forever afterward it is hard and pitted as the seed of a peach. Or again, the heart of such a child may fester and swell until it is a misery to carry within the body, easily chafed and hurt by the most ordinary things.
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