“Maybe when people longed for a thing that bad the longing made them trust in anything that might give it to them.” – The Heart is a Lonely Hunter, Carson McCullers
Carson McCullers would have been 100 years old today. Much like Harper Lee, McCullers has always been one of my favorite authors. Her debut novel, The Heart is a Lonely Hunter, made her an instant literary star. It’s a memorable, powerful, and compelling look into the human condition. McCullers own life was one marked by pain and sorrow. Plagued by illness and struggling with alcoholism, she was fifty when she died of a brain hemorrhage. McCullers also wrote The Ballad of the Sad Café and The Member of the Wedding, but neither approached the success of The Heart is a Lonely Hunter. Perhaps, it was the book she was truly meant to write.