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.
CARSON MCCULLERSThere are corporations worth billions of dollars – and hundreds of thousands of people who don’t get to eat.
More Carson McCullers Quotes
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Owing to the fact he was a mute they were able to give him all the qualities they wanted him to have.
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I am not meant to be alone and without you who understands.
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Death is the great gamer with a sleeve of tricks.
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The writer is by nature a dreamer – a conscious dreamer.
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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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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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Comparing the Brooklyn that I know with Manhattan is like comparing a comfortable and complacent duenna to her more brilliant and neurotic sister.
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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 dimensions of a work of art are seldom realized by the author until the work is accomplished. It is like a flowering dream. Ideas grow, budding silently, and there are a thousand illuminations coming day by day as the work progresses.
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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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Being human, she suffered from this lack and did what she could to make up for it. If she passed the evening bent over a table in the library and later declared that she had spent that time playing cards, it was as though she had managed to do both those things.
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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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The thinking mind is best controlled by the imagination.
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You don’t know what it is to store up a lot of details and then come upon something real.
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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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