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.
CARSON MCCULLERS- 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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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.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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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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There are the lover and the beloved, but these two come from different countries.
CARSON MCCULLERSThere are the lover and the beloved, but these two come from different countries.
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There is no stillness like the quiet of the first cold nights in the fall.
CARSON MCCULLERSThere is no stillness like the quiet of the first cold nights in the fall.
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The xenophobic individual can only reject and destroy, as the xenophobic nation inevitably makes war.
CARSON MCCULLERSThe xenophobic individual can only reject and destroy, as the xenophobic nation inevitably makes war.
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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.
CARSON MCCULLERSA 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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Death is the great gamer with a sleeve of tricks.
CARSON MCCULLERSDeath is the great gamer with a sleeve of tricks.
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Jesus would be framed and in jail if he was living today.
CARSON MCCULLERSJesus would be framed and in jail if he was living today.
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And the curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being loved is intolerable to many.
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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Love is affirmation; it motivates the yes responses and the sense of wider communication. Love casts out fear, and in the security of this togetherness we find contentment, courage.
CARSON MCCULLERSLove is affirmation; it motivates the yes responses and the sense of wider communication. Love casts out fear, and in the security of this togetherness we find contentment, courage.
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The trouble with me is that for a long time I have just been an I person.
CARSON MCCULLERSThe trouble with me is that for a long time I have just been an I person.
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I live with the people I create and it has always made my essential loneliness less keen.
CARSON MCCULLERSI live with the people I create and it has always made my essential loneliness less keen.
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justice itself is a chimera, a delusion. Justice is not a flat yardstick, applied in equal measure to an equal situation.
CARSON MCCULLERSjustice itself is a chimera, a delusion. Justice is not a flat yardstick, applied in equal measure to an equal situation.
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The beloved fears and hates the lover, and with the best of reasons. For the lover is forever trying to strip bare his beloved.
CARSON MCCULLERSThe beloved fears and hates the lover, and with the best of reasons. For the lover is forever trying to strip bare his beloved.
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I’m not explaining this right. What happened was this. There were these beautiful feelings and loose little pleasures inside me. And this woman was something like an assembly line for my soul.
CARSON MCCULLERSI’m not explaining this right. What happened was this. There were these beautiful feelings and loose little pleasures inside me. And this woman was something like an assembly line for my soul.
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They are the we of me.
CARSON MCCULLERSThey are the we of me.
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Day and night she had drudged and struggled and thrown her soul into her work, and there was not much of her left over for anything else.
CARSON MCCULLERSDay and night she had drudged and struggled and thrown her soul into her work, and there was not much of her left over for anything else.
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