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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?

Carson McCullers

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The writer must hew the phantom rock.
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Hew Must Phantom Rock Writer
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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Beginning Children Cruel Curious Delicate Group Heart Shape Small Twist World
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
For you see, when us people who know run into each other that’s an event. It almost never happens. Sometimes we meet each other and neither guesses that the other is one who knows. That’s a bad thing. It’s happened to me a lot of times. But you see there are so few of us.
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Each Other Event Almost Happen Know never People See
I must go home periodically to renew my sense of horror.
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Home Honor Periodically Renew Sense
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
Writing, for me, is a search for God.
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God Me Search Write
Love is a joint experience between two persons — but the fact that it is a joint experience does not mean that it is a similar experience to the two people involved.
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Experience Fact Involve Joint Love People Person Similiar
The memories of childhood are like clear candles in an acre of night, illuminating fixed scenes from surrounding darkness.
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I´m a stranger in a strange land.
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Land Strange
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.
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Bourbon Drink First Master Morning Musical Nothing Pour Sound Sunday
When a person knows and can’t make the others understand, what does he do?
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Do Does Know Make Other Person Understand
Wherever you look there’s meanness and corruption. This room, this bottle of grape wine, these fruits in the basket, are all products of profit and loss.
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How can the dead be truly dead when they still live in the souls of those who are left behind?
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Behind Dead Left Soul Truly
Because in some men it is in them to give up everything personal at some time, before it ferments and poisons–throw it to some human being or some human idea. They have to.
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Before Everything Ferment Give Human Being Idea Men Personal Poison Some Time
The most fatal thing a man can do is try to stand alone.
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Alone Do Fatal Man Most Stand Thing

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