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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.

Carson McCullers

It was like she was cheated. Only nobody had cheated her. So there was nobody to take it out on. However, just the same she had that feeling. Cheated.
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Cheat Like Nobody Out Same Feel She Take
The world is certainty a sudden place.
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Certainty One Liner Place Sudden World
A most mediocre person can be the object of a love which is wild, extravagant, and beautiful as the poison lillies of the swamp.
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Beautiful Extravagant Love Most Object Person Poison Seldom Wild
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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Fel Different Maybe Thing Understanding Way Word Write
I must go home periodically to renew my sense of horror.
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Home Honor Periodically Renew Sense
I once wrote a story about a writer who could not write anymore, and my friend Tennessee Williams said, ‘How could you dare write that story, it’s the most frightening work I have ever read.’ I was pretty well sunk while I was writing it.
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Anymore Country Dare Friend Fright Most People Person Story Sunk Write Wrote
And in addition to this our country was founded on what should have been a great, true principle – the freedom, equality, and rights of each individual. Huh! And what has come of that start?
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Addition Been Come Equality Found Freedom Individual Principle Start True
But no value has been put on human life; it is given to us free and taken without being paid for. What is it worth?
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Being Free Given Human Life Pay Put Value Without Worth
The dimensions of a work of art are seldom realized by the author until the work is accomplished. It is like a flowering dream. Ideas grow, budding silently, and there are a thousand illuminations coming day by day as the work progresses.
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Accomplish Art Author Bustling Dimension Illumination Progressive Realize Seldom Silence Until Work
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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Broad Came Face Most Peace Seen Sorrowful Very Wise
The memories of childhood have a strange shuttling quality, and areas of darkness ring the spaces of light.
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Area Childhood Darkness Light Memories Shut Space Stranger
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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Child Heart Nody Ordinary Peach Seed Shrink Swell Thing Until
Jesus would be framed and in jail if he was living today.
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Frame Jail Jesus Live Today
Coming down was the hardest part of any climbing.
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Any Climb Come Down Hardest Part
The human heart is a lonely hunter-but the search for us southerners is more anguished.
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Anguish Heart Human Hunter Lonely More Search Southern
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

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