It’s not when you realize that nothing can help you — religion, pride, anything — it’s when you realize that you don’t need any aid.
WILLIAM FAULKNERI’d have wasted a lot of time and trouble before I learned that the best way to take all people, black or white, is to take them for what they think they are, then leave them alone.
More William Faulkner Quotes
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I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire…
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If we Americans are to survive it will have to be because we choose and elect and defend to be first of all Americans; to present to the world one homogeneous and unbroken front, whether of white Americans or black ones or purple or blue or green…
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A writer is congenitally unable to tell the truth and that is why we call what he writes fiction.
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The salvation of the world is in man’s suffering.
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I have found that the greatest help in meeting any problem with decency and self-respect and whatever courage is demanded, is to know where you yourself stand. That is, to have in words what you believe and are acting from.
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How false the most profound book turns out to be when applied to life.
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A mule will labor ten years willingly and patiently for you, for the privilege of kicking you once.
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The writer’s only responsibility is to his art.
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The problems of the human heart in conflict with itself which alone can make good writing because only that is worth writing about, worth the agony and the sweat
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Good ones don’t have time to bother with success or getting rich.
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The good artist believes that nobody is good enough to give him advice. He has supreme vanity. No matter how much he admires the old writer, he wants to beat him.
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The ideal woman which is in every man’s mind is evoked by a word or phrase or the shape of her wrist, her hand.
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Since man is mortal, the only immortality possible for him is to leave something behind him that is immortal since it will always move. This is the artist’s way of scribbling “Kilroy was here” on the wall of the final and irrevocable oblivion through which he must someday pass.
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People need trouble – a little frustration to sharpen the spirit on, toughen it.
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Haunted by wrong turns and roads not taken, we pursue images perceived as new but whose providence dates to the dim dramas of childhood, which are themselves but ripples of consequence echoing down the generations.
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