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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. He is completely amoral in that he will rob, borrow, beg, or steal from anybody and everybody to get the work done.

William Faulkner

All l mixed up with them, like trying to, having to, move your arms and legs with strings, only the same strings are hitched to all the other arms and legs and the others all trying and they don’t know why either except that the strings are all in one another’s way.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

All Another Except Have Know Mix Same String Try Way
They say that it is the practiced liar who can deceive. But so often the practiced and chronic liar deceives only himself; it is the man who all his life has been selfconvicted of veracity whose lies find quickest credence.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Chronic Deceive Himself Liar Lie Only Practical Quickest Say Selfconvicted Veracity
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.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Anything False Himself Intolerance Love might Much Page Paragraph Ruthless Throw Train
Good ones don’t have time to bother with success or getting rich.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Brother Dood Get Have One Rich Success Time
Wonder. Go on and wonder.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Go On Wonder
I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire…
WILLIAM FAULKNER

All Desire Give Hope Mausoleum
One of the saddest things is that the only thing that a man can do for eight hours a day, day after day, is work. You can’t eat…nor make love for eight hours…
WILLIAM FAULKNER

After Day Do Eat Eight Hour Love Man One Sad Thing Work
Don’t bother just to be better than your contemporaries or predecessors. Try to be better than yourself.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Better Bother Contemporaries Predecessor Try Yourself
I never know what I think about something until I read what I’ve written on it.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Know never Read Something Think Written
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
We must be free not because we claim freedom, but because we practice it.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Because Practice Claim Free Freedom
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 FAULKNER

Aid Anything Help Need Nothing Pride Religion When Realize
Fear is the most damnable, damaging thing to human personality in the whole world.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Damnable Fear Human Most Personally Thing Whole World
History is not was, it is.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

History Not Was
The poets are almost always wrong about the facts… That’s because they are not really interested in facts: only in truth…
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Always Fact Interest Poet Really Truth Wrong
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
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Agony Alone Conflict Good Heart Human Itself Make Problem Worth Write

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. He is completely amoral in that he will rob, borrow, beg, or steal from anybody and everybody to get the work done.

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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. He is completely amoral in that he will rob, borrow, beg, or steal from anybody and everybody to get the work done.

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