Except for memory, time would have no meaning at all.
PAT CONROYA family is one of nature’s solubles; it dissolves in time like salt in rainwater.
More Pat Conroy Quotes
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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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Like everything else, love’s not worth much without some action to back it up.
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I don’t know why it is that I have always been happier thinking of somewhere I have been or wanted to go, than where I am at the time. I find it difficult to be happy in the present.
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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 wanted to become the seeker, the aroused and passionate explorer, and it was better to go at it knowing nothing at all, always choosing the unmarked bottle, always choosing your own unproven method, armed with nothing but faith and a belief in astonishment.
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Without music, life is a journey through a desert.
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Every woman I had ever met who walked through the world appraised and classified by an extraordinary physicality had also received the keys to an unbearable solitude. It was the coefficient of their beauty, the price they had to pay.
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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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Teach them the quiet words of kindness, to live beyond themselves.
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Then, too, I want a book so filled with story and character that I read page after page without thinking of food or drink because a writer has possessed me, crazed with an unappeasable thirst to know what happens next.
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I’d be a conservative if I’d never met any. They’re selfish, mean-spirited, egocentric, reactionary, and boring.
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Each divorce is the death of a small civilization.
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Charleston has a landscape that encourages intimacy and partisanship.
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I was born and raised on a Carolina sea island and I carried the sunshine of the low-country, inked in dark gold, on my back and shoulders.
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I’ve always believed that dreams were both the love letters and the hate mail of the subconscious.
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