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.
CARSON MCCULLERSAll we can do is go around telling the truth.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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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.
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Imagination takes humility, love and great courage.
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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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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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The trouble with me is that for a long time I have just been an I person.
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A writer soon discovers he has no single identity but lives the lives of all the people he creates and his weathers are independent of the actual day around him.
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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 Heart is a Lonely Hunter.
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Maybe when people longed for a thing that bad the longing made them trust in anything that might give it to them.
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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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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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All we can do is go around telling the truth.
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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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I see a green tree. And to me it is green. And you would call the tree green also. And we would agree on this. But is the colour you see as green the same colour I see as green?
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The memories of childhood are like clear candles in an acre of night, illuminating fixed scenes from surrounding darkness.
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