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“Because things accumulate around your name," said Berenice. "You have a name and one thing after another happens to you, and you behave in various ways and do things, so that soon the name begins to have meaning. Things have accumulated around the name, if it is bad and you have a bad reputation, then you just can't jump out of your name and escape like that. And if it is good and you have a good reputation, then you should be content and satisfied.”

Quote by Carson McCullers

Work

The Member of the Wedding

This novel delves into the complex emotions and social interactions of a young girl as she navigates her relationship with her family and her desire to grow up too quickly. more

Author

Carson McCullers
Carson McCullers

Carson McCullers was an American author known for her unique literary style and profound insights into human nature. Her works, often set in the American South, explored themes such as loneliness, love, and identity. more

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