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Talk, talk, talk: the utter and heartbreaking stupidity of words.

William Faulkner

Let the writer take up surgery or bricklaying if he is interested in technique. There is no mechanical way to get the writing done, no shortcut.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Bricklaying Interest Let Mechanical Shortcut Surgery Take Technique Write Writer
Be scared. You can’t help that. But don’t be afraid.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Afraid Be Help Scared
Remember, all Tolstoy ever said to describe Anna Karenina was that she was beautiful and could see in the dark like a cat. Every man has a different idea of what’s beautiful, and it’s best to take the gesture, the shadow of the branch, and let the mind create the tree.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Beautiful Branch Country Create Describe Different Every Gesture Man People Person Remember Shadow Take Tolstoy Tree
Teach yourself by your own mistakes; people learn only by error.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Error Learn Mistake Own People Teach Yourself
The past is never dead, it is not even past.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Dead Even never Not Past
You don’t love because: you love despite; not for the virtues, but despite the faults.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Despite Fault Love Virtue You
For every Southern boy fourteen years old, not once but whenever he wants it, there is the instant when it’s still not yet two o’clock on that July afternoon in 1863…
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Afternoon Boy Clock Every Fourteen Instant July Once Southern Still Two Want Year Yet
You get born and you try this and you don’t know why, only you keep on trying it and you are born at the same time with a lot of other people.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Born Get Keep Lot People Same Time Try
I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment and not spend all of your breath trying to conquer it. Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Battle Breath Conquer Ever Fought Give Moment Remember Spend Time Try Won
I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire…
WILLIAM FAULKNER

All Desire Give Hope Mausoleum
The past is never dead. It’s not even past. All of us labor in webs spun long before we were born, webs of heredity and environment, of desire and consequence, of history and eternity.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Before Born Consequence Dead Desire Environment Eternity Heredity History Labor never Past Spun Web
Like a fellow running from or toward a gun ain’t got time to worry whether the word for what he is doing is courage or cowardice.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Courage Cowardice Fellow Good Gun Let Run Time Toward Whether Word
You could do so much for me if you just would. If you just knew. I am I and you are you and I know it and you don’t know it and you could do so much for me if you just would and if you just would then I could tell you and then nobody would have to know it except you and me.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Could Do Except Just Know Knowmobidy Me Much Not So You
If there is a God what the hell is He for?
WILLIAM FAULKNER

For God Hell
Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought. The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Battle Despair Even Ever Field Folly Fought Lluision Man No Only Own Reveal Victory Won
It’s a shame that the only thing a man can do for eight hours a day is work. He can’t eat for eight hours; he can’t drink for eight hours; he can’t make love for eight hours. The only thing a man can do for eight hours is work.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Day Drink Eat Eight Hour Make Man One Shame Thing Work

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