The eyes of his friend were moist and dark, and in them he saw the little rectangled pictures of himself that he had watched a thousand times.
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There was something about speaking in a foreign language that made her feel like she'd been around a lot.

By Carson McCullers

The way I need you is a loneliness I cannot bear

By Carson McCullers

Each day was very much like any other day, because they were alone so much that nothing ever disturbed them.

By Carson McCullers

The trouble with me is that for a long time I have just been an

By Carson McCullers

I am not meant to be alone and without you who understands.

By Carson McCullers

They are the we of me.

By Carson McCullers