Pat Conroy have established himself quite the connoisseur of Southern American flair. His works are greatly revered even after his passing. Here are some memorable lines culled from his work, South of Broad.
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“Time moves funny and it’s hard to pin down. Occasionally, time offers you a hundred opportunities to do the right thing. Sometimes, it only gives you one chance.” ~ Pat Conroy, South of Broad
“Death lives in each one of us and begins its countdown on our birthdays and makes its rough entrance at the last hour and perfect time.” ~ Pat Conroy, South of Broad
“You answered the bell. You had a calling and a vocation, and you never questioned it or looked back. No one could stop you or stand in your way. The rest of us followed our destinies, the way most of mankind does. You grabbed hold of your own dreams of yourself. You rode it out of town, took it to the limit. Few people do that.” ~ Pat Conroy, South of Broad
“It is difficult to trust a woman who has built herself out of a house of exits and not marked a single entrance.” ~ Pat Conroy, South of Broad
“Silence can be measured out in shot glasses of time or it can take up space in half gallon bottles.” ~ Pat Conroy, South of Broad
“Don’t be afraid to make a mistake. You can learn by making mistakes. You get better by making mistakes. Let yourselves go. Don’t think. Just dance. Let your bodies go. Dancing is just the body loving itself.” ~ Pat Conroy, South of Broad
“What’s important is that a story changes every time you say it out loud. When you put it on paper, it can never change. But the more times you tell it, the more changes will occur. A story is a living thing, it moves and shifts.” ~ Pat Conroy, South of Broad
“I was trying to unravel the complicated trigonometry of the radical thought that silence could make up the greatest lie ever told.” ~ Pat Conroy, South of Broad
“It did not look like the work of God, but it might have represented the handicraft of a God with a joyous sense of humor, a dancing God who loved mischief as much as prayer, and playfulness as much as mischief.” ~ Pat Conroy, South of Broad
“He treated the stars as though they were love songs written to him by God.” ~ Pat Conroy, South of Broad
“The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and make its stead dash homeward, to the ocean.” ~ Pat Conroy, South of Broad
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