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.
CARSON MCCULLERSI live with the people I create and it has always made my essential loneliness less keen.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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All people belong to a We except me. Not to belong to a We makes you too lonesome.
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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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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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Southerners are the more lonely and spiritually estranged, I think, because we have lived so long in an artificial social system that we insisted was natural and right and just – when all along we knew it wasn’t.
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The writer must hew the phantom rock.
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The Heart is a lonely hunter with only one desire!
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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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His own life seemed so solitary, a fragile column supporting nothing amidst the wreckage of the years.
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Next to music beer was best.
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But you haven’t never loved God nor even nair person. You hard and tough as cowhide. But just the same I knows you. This afternoon you going to roam all over the place without never being satisfied.
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I meditated on love and reasoned it out. I realized what is wrong with us. Men fall in love for the first time. And what do they fall in love with? …They fall in love with a woman. They start at the wrong end of love. They begin at the climax.
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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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It is music that causes the heart to broaden and the listener to grow cold with ecstasy and fright.
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The Heart is a Lonely Hunter.
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Jesus would be framed and in jail if he was living today.
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