The salvation of the world is in man’s suffering.
WILLIAM FAULKNER- I could smell the curves of the river beyond the dusk and I saw the last light supine and tranquil upon tideflats like pieces of broken mirror, then beyond them lights began in the pale clear air, trembling a little like butterflies hovering a long way off.
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I could smell the curves of the river beyond the dusk and I saw the last light supine and tranquil upon tideflats like pieces of broken mirror, then beyond them lights began in the pale clear air, trembling a little like butterflies hovering a long way off.
More William Faulkner Quotes
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The salvation of the world is in man’s suffering.
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Who gathers the withered rose?
WILLIAM FAULKNERWho gathers the withered rose?
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Facts and truth really don’t have much to do with each other.
WILLIAM FAULKNERFacts and truth really don’t have much to do with each other.
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History is not was, it is.
WILLIAM FAULKNERHistory is not was, it is.
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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.
WILLIAM FAULKNERThe 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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Never be afraid to raise your voice for honesty and truth and compassion against injustice and lying and greed.
WILLIAM FAULKNERNever be afraid to raise your voice for honesty and truth and compassion against injustice and lying and greed.
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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 FAULKNERRemember, 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.
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Only when the clock stops does time come to life
WILLIAM FAULKNEROnly when the clock stops does time come to life
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Time is a fluid condition which has no existence except in the momentary avatars of individual people. There is no such thing as was – only is.
WILLIAM FAULKNERTime is a fluid condition which has no existence except in the momentary avatars of individual people. There is no such thing as was – only is.
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All of us failed to match our dreams of perfection. So I rate us on the base of our splendid failure to do the impossible.
WILLIAM FAULKNERAll of us failed to match our dreams of perfection. So I rate us on the base of our splendid failure to do the impossible.
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Truth; that long clean clear simple undeniable unchallengeable straight and shining line, on one side of which black is black and on the other white is white, has now become an angle, a point of view.
WILLIAM FAULKNERTruth; that long clean clear simple undeniable unchallengeable straight and shining line, on one side of which black is black and on the other white is white, has now become an angle, a point of view.
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Don’t bother just to be better than your contemporaries or predecessors. Try to be better than yourself.
WILLIAM FAULKNERDon’t bother just to be better than your contemporaries or predecessors. Try to be better than yourself.
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War and drink are the two things man is never too poor to buy.
WILLIAM FAULKNERWar and drink are the two things man is never too poor to buy.
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A bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a train stops. On my desk, I have a work station….
WILLIAM FAULKNERA bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a train stops. On my desk, I have a work station….
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An artist is a creature driven by demons. He don’t know why they choose him and he’s usually too busy to wonder why.
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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 FAULKNERI 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.
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