Carson McCullers
Carson McCullers
Carson McCullerswas an American novelist, short story writer, playwright, essayist, and poet. Her first novel, The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter, explores the spiritual isolation of misfits and outcasts in a small town of the U.S. South. Her other novels have similar themes and most are set in the deep South...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth19 February 1917
CityColumbus, GA
CountryUnited States of America
years wreckage columns
His own life seemed so solitary, a fragile column supporting nothing amidst the wreckage of the years.
years trying together
Listen,” F. Jasmine said. “What I’ve been trying to say is this. Doesn’t it strike you as strange that I am I, and you are you? I am F. Jasmine Addams. And you are Berenice Sadie Brown. And we can look at each other, and touch each other, and stay together year in and year out in the same room. Yet always I am I, and you are you. And I can’t ever be anything else but me, and you can ever be anything else but you. Have you ever thought of that? And does it seem to you strange?
jesus years two
But look what the Church has done to Jesus during the last two thousand years. What they have made of Him. How they have turned every word He spoke for their own vile ends. Jesus would be framed and in jail if he was living today.
endless round runs screaming time-and-time-management
While time, the endless idiot, runs screaming round the world.
lonely men quality
All men are lonely. But sometimes it seems to me that we Americans are the loneliest of all. Our hunger for foreign places and new ways has been with us almost like a national disease. Our literature is stamped with a quality of longing and unrest, and our writers have been great wanderers.
world certainty
The world is certainty a sudden place.
climbing hardest
Coming down was the hardest part of any climbing.
fighting hands people
In the face of brutality I was prudent. Before injustice I held my peace. I sacrificed the things in hand for the good of they hypothetical whole. I believed in the tongue instead of the fist. As an armor against oppression I taught patience and faith in the human soul I know now how wrong I was. I have been a traitor to myself and to my people. All that is not. Now is the time to act and to act quickly. Fight cunning with cunning and might with might
taken hands sick
People, unless they are nilly-willy or very sick, cannot be taken into the hands and be changed overnight into somthing more worth-while and profitable.
hero men giving
Some men are heroes by nature in that they will give all that is in them without regard to the effort or to the personal returns.
lonely heart hunters
The Heart is a Lonely Hunter.
squares roots and-love
The theme is the theme of humiliation, which is the square root of sin, as opposed to the freedom from humiliation, and love, which is the square root of wonderful.
real details stores
You don't know what it is to store up a lot of details and then come upon something real.
beautiful swamps poison
A most mediocre person can be the object of a love which is wild, extravagant, and beautiful as the poison lillies of the swamp.