justice itself is a chimera, a delusion. Justice is not a flat yardstick, applied in equal measure to an equal situation.
CARSON MCCULLERSThe 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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We are homesick most for the places we have never known.
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The most fatal thing a man can do is try to stand alone.
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The writer is by nature a dreamer – a conscious dreamer.
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We live in the richest country in the world. There’s plenty and to spare for no man, woman, or child to be in want.
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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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It was like she was cheated. Only nobody had cheated her. So there was nobody to take it out on. However, just the same she had that feeling. Cheated.
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There are the lover and the beloved, but these two come from different countries.
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The thinking mind is best controlled by the imagination.
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Love is the bridge that leads from the I sense to the We, and there is a paradox about personal love.
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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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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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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.
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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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The human heart is a lonely hunter-but the search for us southerners is more anguished.
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There’s nothing that makes you so aware of the improvisation of human existence as a song unfinished. Or an old address book.
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