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Talk, talk, talk: the utter and heartbreaking stupidity of words.

William Faulkner

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Someone else looks at it and sees a slightly awry phase of it. But taken all together, the truth is in what they saw though nobody saw the truth intact.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Else Infact Look Nobody See Slightly Someone Taken Together Truth
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.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Agree Behaviour Being Christianity Code Follow Human Individual Mena Nature No One Word
Pouring out liquor is like burning books.
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Book Burn Like Liquior Out Pour
I think now that the young man must possess or teach himself, training himself, in infinite patience, which is to try and to try until it comes right.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Come Himself Infinite Man Must Patience Posses Right Self Teach Think Training Try Young
As long as I live under the capitalistic system I expect to have my life influenced by the demands of moneyed people.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Capitalist Demand Expect Influence Life Live Long Money People System Under
The work never matches the dream of perfection the artist has to start with.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Artist Dream Match never Perfection Start With Work
She was the captain of her soul
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Captain Her She Soul
The next time you try to seduce anyone, don’t do it with talk, with words.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Anyone Next Seduce Talk Time Try With Word
I think that no one individual can look at truth. It blinds you. You look at it and you see one phase of it.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Blind Individual Look Phase See Think Truth
For every Southern boy fourteen years old, not once but whenever he wants it, there is the instant when it’s still not yet two o’clock on that July afternoon in 1863…
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Afternoon Boy Clock Every Fourteen Instant July Once Southern Still Two Want Year Yet
Given the choice between the experience of pain and nothing, I would choose pain.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Between Choice Choose Experience Given Nothing Pain Path
If happy I can be I will, if suffer I must I can.
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Can Happy Must Suffer Will
And sure enough, even waiting will end…if you can just wait long enough.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Enough Even Just Long Sure Wait Will
There is no such thing as bad whiskey. Some whiskeys just happen to be better than others. But a man shouldn’t fool with booze until he’s fifty; then he’s a damn fool if he doesn’t.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Bad Better Booze Fifty Fool Happen Man Other Some Such Thing Until Whiskey
The quotidian demands of life distract from this resonance of images and events, but some of us feel it always.
WILLIAM FAULKNER

Always Demand Distract Event Feel Image Quotation Resonance Some
If there is a God what the hell is He for?
WILLIAM FAULKNER

For God Hell

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