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In Charleston, more than elsewhere, you get the feeling that the twentieth century is a vast, unconscionable mistake.

Pat Conroy

I was born into the century in which novels lost their stories, poems their rhymes, paintings their form, and music its beauty, but that does not mean I had to like that trend or go along with it. I fight against these movements with every book I write.
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Along Beauty Book Born Movement Music Painting Poem Rhyme Sory Write
I discovered that He had simply given me a different voice to praise the inexhaustible beauty of the made world.
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Beauty Different Discover Given Inexhaustible Made Praise Voice Word
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
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
I would always be a better hater of things and institutions than a lover of them.
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Always Better Hater Institution Lover Thing Would
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
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
Each divorce is the death of a small civilization.
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Civilization Death Each Divorce Smal
My wound is geography. It is also my anchorage, my port of call.
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Also Anchorage Call Geography Part Would
Music could ache and hurt, that beautiful music was a place a suffering man could hide.
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Ache Beautiful Hide Hurt Man Music Place Suffer
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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God Handicraft Joyous Look Might Represent Sense Of Humour Work
We, men, die because our faces were not watered enough.
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Die Enough Facemweer Men Water
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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Camera Else Hide Lifesaver Nowhere People Shy Very
Faulkner didn’t know he was William Faulkner. But they had to take the first step. They had to call themselves writers. That is the first revolutionary act a writer has to make. It takes courage. But it’s necessary
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Country Courage First Necessary People Person Revolutionary Step Themselves
Once you have traveled, the voyage never ends, but is played out over and over again in the quietest chambers. The mind can never break off from the journey.
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Again Chamber End never Once Over Play Quester Travel Voyage
Teach them the quiet words of kindness, to live beyond themselves.
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Beyond Kindness Live Quiet Teach Them Themselves Word

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