The only thing worth writing about is the human heart in conflict with itself
WILLIAM FAULKNERUnless you’re ashamed of yourself now and then, you’re not honest
More William Faulkner Quotes
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She was the captain of her soul
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But I will be damned if I propose to be at the beck and call of every itinerant scoundrel who has two cents to invest in a postage stamp. This, sir, is my resignation.
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People need trouble – a little frustration to sharpen the spirit on, toughen it.
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If a story is in you, it has to come out.
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If we in America have reached that point in our desperate culture when we must murder children, no matter for what reason or what color, we don’t deserve to survive, and probably won’t.
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Gratitude is a quality similar to electricity: it must be produced and discharged and used up in order to exist at all.
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To understand the world, you must first understand a place like Mississippi.
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A gentleman accepts the responsibility of his actions and bears the burden of their consequences.
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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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He must train himself in ruthless intolerance-that is to throw away anything that is false no matter how much he might love that page or that paragraph.
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The aim of every artist is to arrest motion, which is life, by artificial means and hold it fixed so that a hundred years later, when a stranger looks at it, it moves again since it is life.
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You don’t love because: you love despite; not for the virtues, but despite the faults.
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If there is a God what the hell is He for?
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He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary.
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I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire…
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