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 FAULKNERIf 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…
More William Faulkner Quotes
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I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire…
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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.
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A man is the sum of his misfortunes. One day you’d think misfortune would get tired but then time is your misfortune
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Read, read, read. Read everything — trash, classics, good and bad, and see how they do it.
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I’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.
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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.
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No battle is ever won … victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.
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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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Your illusions are a part of you like your bones and flesh and memory.
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Wonder. Go on and wonder.
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The only thing worth writing about is the human heart in conflict with itself
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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.
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She was the captain of her soul
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Our most treasured family heirloom are our sweet family memories.
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And sure enough, even waiting will end…if you can just wait long enough.
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