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Carson McCullers

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?
CARSON MCCULLERS

Agree Also Call Colour Green Same See Tree
Maybe when people longed for a thing that bad the longing made them trust in anything that might give it to them.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Been Just Long Time Trouble
The Heart is a Lonely Hunter.
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Heart Hunter Lonely
Nothing is so musical as the sound of pouring bourbon for the first drink on a Sunday morning. Not Bach or Schubert or any of those masters.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Bourbon Drink First Master Morning Musical Nothing Pour Sound Sunday
There are the lover and the beloved, but these two come from different countries.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Beloved Come Country Different Lover
I have never gone to a doctor in my adult life, feeling instinctively that doctors meant either cutting or, just as bad, diet.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Adult Bad Cut Diet Doctor Either Feel Gone Instinctively Just Meant
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.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Chair Diddling Doctor Dreadful God Hand Look Stretch Table Thing Undress Wash Window
I run these little pieces of myself through her and I come out complete. Now do you follow me?
CARSON MCCULLERS

Come Complete Follow Little Myself Piece Run
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.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Beautiful Either Front Look Mirror One Other Stood Time Finally
We are homesick most for the places we have never known.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Homesick Known Most never Place
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.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Blind Dump Everybody Fellow Frazzle Meanness Mouthful Passive Stupid Wear
But the hearts of small children are delicate organs. A cruel beginning in this world can twist them into curious shapes.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Beginning Children Cruel Curious Delicate Group Heart Shape Small Twist World
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.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Before Everything Ferment Give Human Being Idea Men Personal Poison Some Time
A most mediocre person can be the object of a love which is wild, extravagant, and beautiful as the poison lillies of the swamp.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Beautiful Extravagant Love Most Object Person Poison Seldom Wild
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.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Afraid Go Made Minute See She Stand Suddenly These Thing Wonder World
There is so much truth in children and so little self-consciousness. It always strikes me that they are so capable of losing and finding themselves and also losing and finding those things they feel close to.
CARSON MCCULLERS

Children Consciousness Little Must Self Truth

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