One does not know where love will take you.
PAT CONROYBut no one walks out of his family without reprisals: a family is too disciplined an army to offer compassion to its deserters.
More Pat Conroy Quotes
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Good coaching is good teaching and nothing else.
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Like everything else, love’s not worth much without some action to back it up.
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There is no teacher more discriminating or transforming than loss.
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Music could ache and hurt, that beautiful music was a place a suffering man could hide.
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My attraction to story is a ceaseless current that runs through the center of me. My inexhaustible ardor for reading seems connected to my hunger for storylines that show up in both books and in the great tumbling chaos of life.
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Cameras are a lifesaver for very shy people who have nowhere else to hide. Behind a lens they can disguise the fact that they have nothing to say to strangers.
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The most powerful words in English are ‘Tell me a story,’ words that are intimately related to the complexity of history, the origins of language, the continuity of the species, the taproot of our humanity, our singularity, and art itself.
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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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The University of South Carolina has always played a role in my life and the intellectual life of South Carolina.
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A story is a living thing, it moves and shifts.
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The great teachers fill you up with hope and shower you with a thousand reasons to embrace all aspects of life. I wanted to follow Mr. Monte around for the rest of my life, learning everything he wished to share of impart, but I didn’t know how to ask.
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When men talk about the agony of being men, they can never quite get away from the recurrent theme of self-pity.
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My soul grazes like a lamb on the beauty of an indrawn tide.
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Walking the streets of Charleston in the late afternoons of August was like walking through gauze or inhaling damaged silk.
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It did not look like the work of God, but it might have represented the handicraft of a God with a joyous sense of humor, a dancing God who loved mischief as much as prayer, and playfulness as much as mischief.
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