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My soul grazes like a lamb on the beauty of an indrawn tide.

Pat Conroy

I had come to a place where I was meant to be. I don’t mean anything so prosaic as a sense of coming home. This was different, very different. It was like arriving at a place much safer than home.
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Anything Be Come Home Mean Meant Place Prosaic Sense
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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Always Am Been Go Happier Have Know Somewhere Want Where
I’d be a conservative if I’d never met any. They’re selfish, mean-spirited, egocentric, reactionary, and boring.
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Any Bore Conservative Egocentric Mean never Reactionary Selfish Spirited
My soul grazes like a lamb on the beauty of an indrawn tide.
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Beauty Graze Indrawn Lamb Source Tide
Walking the streets of Charleston in the late afternoons of August was like walking through gauze or inhaling damaged silk.
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Afternoon August Damage Gauze Inghail Later People Person Silk Street Though Walk
It’s impossible to explain to a Yankee what `tacky’ is. They simply have no word for it up north, but my God, do they ever need one.
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Ever Explain God Impossible Need North Simply Tacky Word
You can be moved profoundly by other vistas, by other oceans, by soaring mountain ranges, but you can never be seduced. You can even forsake the lowcountry, renounce it for other climates, but you can never completely escape the sensuous, semitropical pull of Charleston and her marshes.
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Climate Escape Mountain Move Ocean Other Profound Renounce Way
But even her demons she invested with inordinate beauty, consecrated them with the dignity of her attention.
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Attention Beauty Consecrate Democrats Dignity Even Inordinate Invest She
Men are prisoners of their genitalia and women are the keepers of the keys to paradise.
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Genitalia Keeper Key Men Paradise Prisoner Women
There is no teacher more discriminating or transforming than loss.
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Discriminating Loss More No Teacher Transform
Like everything else, love’s not worth much without some action to back it up.
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Action Back Else Everything Life Love Some Up Worth
Man wonders but God decides When to kill the Prince of Tides.
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Decide God Kill Man Prince Tide Wonder
Mama always taught her children that words were pretty, but anyone can talk. She said, pay attention to that man or woman who acted, who did, who performed. She taught us to trust in thing we could see, not that we heard.
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Always Anyone Can Children Mama Pretty Talk Taught Wor
My mother, Southern to the bone, once told me, “All Southern literature can be summed up in these words: ‘On the night the hogs ate Willie, Mama died when she heard what Daddy did to Sister.’” She raised me up to be a Southern writer, but it wasn’t easy.
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Bone Literature Me Mother Once Southern Summed Told Word
Anyone who knows me well must understand and be sympathetic to my genuine need to be my own greatest hero. It is not a flaw of character; it is a catastrophe.
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Anyone Genuine Greatest Hero Know Must Need Symoatheic Understand Well
Here’s what I love: when a great writer turns me into a Jew from Chicago, a lesbian out of South Carolina, or a black woman moving into a subway entrance in Harlem. Turn me into something else, writers of the world. Make me Muslim, heretic, hermaphrodite.
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Black Country Great Jew Lesbian Love Me Move South Turn Woman

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