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- Just 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.
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Just 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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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.
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But I will be damned if I propose to be at the beck and call of every itinerant scoundrel who has two cents to invest in a postage stamp. This, sir, is my resignation.
WILLIAM FAULKNERBut I will be damned if I propose to be at the beck and call of every itinerant scoundrel who has two cents to invest in a postage stamp. This, sir, is my resignation.
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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.
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Hollywood is a place where a man can get stabbed in the back while climbing a ladder.
WILLIAM FAULKNERHollywood is a place where a man can get stabbed in the back while climbing a ladder.
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History is not was, it is.
WILLIAM FAULKNERHistory is not was, it is.
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And sure enough, even waiting will end…if you can just wait long enough.
WILLIAM FAULKNERAnd sure enough, even waiting will end…if you can just wait long enough.
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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 FAULKNERI 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.
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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 FAULKNERFor 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…
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Unless you’re ashamed of yourself now and then, you’re not honest
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The past is never dead, it is not even past.
WILLIAM FAULKNERThe past is never dead, it is not even past.
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I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment and not spend all of your breath trying to conquer it. Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought.
WILLIAM FAULKNERI give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment and not spend all of your breath trying to conquer it. Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought.
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Who gathers the withered rose?
WILLIAM FAULKNERWho gathers the withered rose?
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The young writer would be a fool to follow a theory. Teach yourself by your own mistakes; people learn only by error.
WILLIAM FAULKNERThe young writer would be a fool to follow a theory. Teach yourself by your own mistakes; people learn only by error.
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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 FAULKNERIt’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.
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Truth; that long clean clear simple undeniable unchallengeable straight and shining line, on one side of which black is black and on the other white is white, has now become an angle, a point of view.
WILLIAM FAULKNERTruth; that long clean clear simple undeniable unchallengeable straight and shining line, on one side of which black is black and on the other white is white, has now become an angle, a point of view.
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Your illusions are a part of you like your bones and flesh and memory.
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