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.
PAT CONROYIf the writing is good, then the result seems effortless and inevitable. But when you want to say something life-changing or ineffable in a single sentence, you face both the limitations of the sentence itself and the extent of your own talent.
More Pat Conroy Quotes
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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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Man wonders but God decides When to kill the Prince of Tides.
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The safe places could only be visited; they could only grant a momentary intuition of sanctuary. The moment always came when we had to return to our real life to face the wounds and grief indigenous to our homr by the river.
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Charleston has a landscape that encourages intimacy and partisanship.
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Good writing is the hardest form of thinking.
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Once you have traveled, the voyage never ends.
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A recipe is a story that ends with a good meal.
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But no one walks out of his family without reprisals: a family is too disciplined an army to offer compassion to its deserters.
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Evil would always come to me disguised in systems and dignified by law.
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Honor is the presence of God in man.
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A story is a living thing, it moves and shifts.
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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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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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Each divorce is the death of a small civilization.
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Except for memory, time would have no meaning at all.
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