We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange.
CARSON MCCULLERSThe Heart is a Lonely Hunter.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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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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All people belong to a We except me. Not to belong to a We makes you too lonesome.
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The memories of childhood have a strange shuttling quality, and areas of darkness ring the spaces of light.
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The curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being beloved is intolerable to many.
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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.
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When a person knows and can’t make the others understand, what does he do?
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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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Maybe when people longed for a thing that bad the longing made them trust in anything that might give it to them.
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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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All men are lonely. But sometimes it seems to me that we Americans are the loneliest of all. Our hunger for foreign places and new ways has been with us almost like a national disease. Our literature is stamped with a quality of longing and unrest, and our writers have been great wanderers.
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We wander, question. But the answer waits in each separate heart – the answer of our own identity and the way by which we can master loneliness and feel that at last we belong.
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Next to music beer was best.
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How can the dead be truly dead when they still live in the souls of those who are left behind?
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Love of another individual opens a new relation between the personality and the world. The lover responds in a new way to nature and may even write poetry.
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There are the lover and the beloved, but these two come from different countries.
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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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There are corporations worth billions of dollars – and hundreds of thousands of people who don’t get to eat.
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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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I see a green tree. And to me it is green. And you would call the tree green also. And we would agree on this. But is the colour you see as green the same colour I see as green?
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We no longer fear the age-old haunting questions: “Who am I?” “Why am I?” “Where am I going?” – and having cast out fear, we can be honest and charitable.
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I was like a cat always climbing the wrong tree.
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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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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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Writing, for me, is a search for God.
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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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They are the we of me.
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