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 FAULKNERThe 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.
More William Faulkner Quotes
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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.
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People need trouble – a little frustration to sharpen the spirit on, toughen it.
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She was bored. She loved, had capacity to love, for love, to give and accept love.
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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….
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Pouring out liquor is like burning books.
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Now she hates me. I have taught her that, at least.
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No one is without Christianity, if we agree on what we mean by that word. It is every individual’s individual code of behavior by means of which he makes himself a better human being than his nature wants to be, if he followed his nature only.
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I don’t want money badly enough to work for it.
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I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire…
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Don’t do what you can do – try what you can’t do.
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No battle is ever won … victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.
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To live anywhere in the world today and be against equality because of race or color is like living in Alaska and being against snow.
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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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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.
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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.
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