I’ve always believed that dreams were both the love letters and the hate mail of the subconscious.
PAT CONROYHumanity is best described as inhumanity.
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Good writing is the hardest form of thinking. It involves the agony of turning profoundly difficult thoughts into lucid form, then forcing them into the tight-fitting uniform of language, making them visible and clear.
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My soul found ease and rest in the companionship of books.
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I loved my parents… but that can never change the fact that my father’s violence ruined my childhood.
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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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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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My wound is geography. It is also my anchorage, my port of call.
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I stood face to face with the moon and the ocean and the future that spread out with all its bewildering immensity before me.
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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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My soul grazes like a lamb on the beauty of an indrawn tide.
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I’ve never had anyone’s approval, so I’ve learned to live without it.
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Charleston has a landscape that encourages intimacy and partisanship.
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South Carolina is not a state; it is a cult.
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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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The University of South Carolina has always played a role in my life and the intellectual life of South Carolina.
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Few things linger longer or become more indwelling than that feeling of both completion and emptiness when a great book ends. That the book accompanies the reader forever from that day forward is part of literature’s profligate generosity.
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