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.
WILLIAM FAULKNERJust like a carpenter who works as an apprentice and studies the master. Read! You’ll absorb it. Then write. If it’s good, you’ll find out. If it’s not, throw it out of the window.
More William Faulkner Quotes
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We have to start teaching ourselves not to be afraid.
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I have found that the greatest help in meeting any problem with decency and self-respect and whatever courage is demanded, is to know where you yourself stand. That is, to have in words what you believe and are acting from.
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Let the writer take up surgery or bricklaying if he is interested in technique. There is no mechanical way to get the writing done, no shortcut.
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People to whom sin is just a matter of words, to them salvation is just words too.
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You can’t beat women anyhow and that if you are wise or dislike trouble and uproar you don’t even try to.
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Who gathers the withered rose?
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Gratitude is a quality similar to electricity: it must be produced and discharged and used up in order to exist at all.
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Never be afraid to raise your voice for honesty and truth and compassion against injustice and lying and greed.
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A mule will labor ten years willingly and patiently for you, for the privilege of kicking you once.
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Read, read, read. Read everything — trash, classics, good and bad, and see how they do it.
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War and drink are the two things man is never too poor to buy.
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No man can cause more grief than that one clinging blindly to the vices of his ancestors.
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Be scared. You can’t help that. But don’t be afraid.
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A writer is congenitally unable to tell the truth and that is why we call what he writes fiction.
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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.
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