Walking the streets of Charleston in the late afternoons of August was like walking through gauze or inhaling damaged silk.
PAT CONROYAnyone 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.
More Pat Conroy Quotes
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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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Baseball fans love numbers. They love to swirl them around their mouths like Bordeaux wine.
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She had so mastered the strategies of camouflage that her own history had seemed a series of well-placed mirrors that kept her hidden from herself.
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The mind is an intricate mechanism that can be run on the fuels of both victory and defeatism.
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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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A library could show you everything if you knew where to look.
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Like everything else, love’s not worth much without some action to back it up.
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Good writing is the hardest form of thinking.
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In Charleston, more than elsewhere, you get the feeling that the twentieth century is a vast, unconscionable mistake.
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Carolina beach music,” Dupree said, coming up on the porch. “The holiest sound on earth.
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One does not know where love will take you.
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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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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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Except for memory, time would have no meaning at all.
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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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