The writer must hew the phantom rock.
CARSON MCCULLERSA most mediocre person can be the object of a love which is wild, extravagant, and beautiful as the poison lillies of the swamp.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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This fear is one of the horrors of an author’s life. Where does work come from? What chance, what small episode will start the chain of creation?
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The bewildered soul can answer only: “Since I do not understand ‘Who I am,’ I only know what I am not.” The corollary of this emotional incertitude is snobbism, intolerance and racial hate.
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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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The value and quality of any love is determined solely by the lover himself.
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I got to wear blinders all the time so I won’t think sideways or in the past.
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I think we look for the differences in people because it makes us less lonely.
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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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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.
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The world is certainty a sudden place.
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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.
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This 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.
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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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As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.
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She wished there was some place where she could go to hum it out loud. Some kind of music was too private to sing in a house cram fall of people. It was funny, too, how lonesome a person could be in a crowded house.
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The lover craves any possible relation with the beloved, even if this experience can cause him only pain.
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