He was pleased that she should see death in his face at once. His mother, at the age of sixty, was going to be introduced to reality and he supposed that if the experience didn't kill her, it would assist her in the process of growing up. He stepped down and greeted her.
Flannery O'ConnorShe had managed after he died to get the two of them through college and beyond; but she had observed that the more education they got, the less they could do. Their father had gone to a one-room schoolhouse through the eighth grade and he could do anything.
Flannery O'ConnorWriting this, he had reached the pit of despair and he thought that reading it, she would at least begin to sense his tragedy and her part in it. It was not that she had ever forced her way on him. That had never been necessary. Her way had simply been the air he breathed and when at last he had found other air, he couldn't survive in it. He felt that even if she didn't understand at once, the letter would leave her with an enduring chill and perhaps in time lead her to see herself as she was.
Flannery O'ConnorMan's desire for God is bedded in his unconscious
Flannery O'ConnorWhen I think of all I have to be thankful for I wonder that You just don't kill me now because You've done so much for me already
Flannery O'ConnorMy intellect is so limited, Lord, that I can only trust in You to preserve me as I should be.
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Don’t let me ever think, dear God, that I was anything but the instrument for Your story-just like the typewriter was mine.
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I love a lot of people, understand none of them...
Flannery O'ConnorThe writer should never be ashamed of staring. There is nothing that does not require his attention.
Flannery O'ConnorI don't think literature would be possible in a determined world. We might go through the motions but the heart would be out of it. Nobody could then 'smile darkly and ignore the howls.' Even if there were no Church to teach me this, writing two novels would do it. I think the more you write, the less inclined you will be to rely on theories like determinism. Mystery isn't something that is gradually evaporating. It grows along with knowledge.
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