My wound is geography. It is also my anchorage, my port of call.
PAT CONROYWhen men talk about the agony of being men, they can never quite get away from the recurrent theme of self-pity.
More Pat Conroy Quotes
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Then another porpoise broke the water and rolled toward us. A third and fourth porpoise neared. The visitation was something so rare and perfect that we knew by instinct not to speak-and then as quickly as they had come, the porpoises moved away from us…
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We, men, die because our faces were not watered enough.
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You touch them as they quiver with a divine pleasure. You read them and they fall asleep to happy dreams for the next 10 years. If you do them the favor of understanding them, of taking in their portions of grief and wisdom, then they settle down in contented residence in your heart.
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Once I had told her that I would rather see a museum bombed than a book underlined, but she dismissed my argument as mere sentimentality. She marked her books so that stunning images and ideas would not be lost to her.
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Silence (can) be the most eloquent form of lying.
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I’ve always found paranoia to be a perfectly defensible position.
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Carolina beach music,” Dupree said, coming up on the porch. “The holiest sound on earth.
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Books are living things and their task lies in their vows of silence.
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The pursuit of greatness means that laziness has no place in your life.
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Rape is a crime against sleep and memory; it’s afterimage imprints itself like an irreversible negative from the camera obscura of dreams.
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I discovered that He had simply given me a different voice to praise the inexhaustible beauty of the made world.
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One of the greatest gifts you can get as a writer is to be born into an unhappy family.
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Honor is the presence of God in man.
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No story is a straight line. The geometry of a human life is too imperfect and complex, too distorted by the laughter of time and the bewildering intricacies of fate to admit the straight line into its system of laws.
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But even her demons she invested with inordinate beauty, consecrated them with the dignity of her attention.
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