Because in some men it is in them to give up everything personal at some time, before it ferments and poisons--throw it to some human being or some human idea. They have to. Carson McCullers More Quotes by Carson McCullers More Quotes From Carson McCullers Maybe when people longed for a thing that bad the longing made them trust in anything that might give it to them. Carson McCullers might giving people A most mediocre person can be the object of a love which is wild, extravagant, and beautiful as the poison lillies of the swamp. Carson McCullers swamps poison beautiful Imagination takes humility, love and great courage. Carson McCullers humility courage love The people dreamed and fought and slept as much as ever. And by habit they shortened their thoughts so that they would not wander out into the darkness beyond tomorrow. Carson McCullers tomorrow darkness people The music left only this bad hurt in her, and a blankness. She could not remember any of the symphony, not even the last few notes. She tried to remember, but no sound at all came to her. Now that it was over there was only her heart like a rabbit and this terrible hurt. Carson McCullers numbness hurt heart The writer by nature of his profession is a dreamer and a conscious dreamer. He must imagine, and imagination takes humility, love and great courage. How can you create a character without live and the struggle that goes with love? Carson McCullers humility struggle character Death is the great gamer with a sleeve of tricks. Carson McCullers gamer tricks death This fear is one of the horrors of an author's life. Where does work come from? What chance, what small episode will start the chain of creation? I once wrote a story about a writer who could not write anymore, and my friend Tennessee Williams said, 'How could you dare write that story, it's the most frightening work I have ever read.' I was pretty well sunk while I was writing it. Carson McCullers tennessee doe writing The world is certainty a sudden place. Carson McCullers certainty world There's nothing that makes you so aware of the improvisation of human existence as a song unfinished. Or an old address book. Carson McCullers addresses song book the way i need you is a loneliness i cannot bear. Carson McCullers loneliness way needs They are the we of me. Carson McCullers The Heart is a Lonely Hunter. Carson McCullers hunters lonely heart I was like a cat always climbing the wrong tree. Carson McCullers climbing cat tree The value and quality of any love is determined solely by the lover himself. Carson McCullers determined quality love-is Writing, for me, is a search for God. Carson McCullers writing There are the lover and the beloved, but these two come from different countries. Carson McCullers different two country In his face there came to be a brooding peace that is seen most often in the faces of the very sorrowful or the very wise. But still he wandered through the streets of the town, always silent and alone. Carson McCullers towns wise faces She was afraid of these things that made her suddenly wonder who she was, and what she was going to be in the world, and why she was standing at that minute, seeing a light, or listening, or staring up into the sky: alone. Carson McCullers light listening sky The human heart is a lonely hunter-but the search for us southerners is more anguished. Carson McCullers hunters lonely heart
