I´m a stranger in a strange land.
CARSON MCCULLERSThis music was her-the real plain her…This music did not take a long time or a short time. It did not have anything to do with time going by at all. She sat with her arms around her legs, biting her salty knee very hard.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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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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the way i need you is a loneliness i cannot bear.
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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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In his face there came to be a brooding peace that is seen most often in the faces of the very sorrowful or the very wise. But still he wandered through the streets of the town, always silent and alone.
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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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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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People, unless they are nilly-willy or very sick, cannot be taken into the hands and be changed overnight into somthing more worth-while and profitable.
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I was like a cat always climbing the wrong tree.
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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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It is music that causes the heart to broaden and the listener to grow cold with ecstasy and fright.
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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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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.
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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 value and quality of any love is determined solely by the lover himself.
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Maybe it was a thing that could not be spoken with words or writing. Maybe he would have to let her understand this in a different way. That was the feeling she had with him.
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