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It’s all now you see: tomorrow began yesterday and yesterday won’t be over until tomorrow.

William Faulkner

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I only write when I feel the inspiration. Fortunately, inspiration strikes at 10:00 o’clock every day.
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Clock Day Every Feel Fortunately Inspiration Only Strick Ten Write
No matter how young you are or how old you have got. Not for kudos and not for cash: your picture in the paper nor money in the back either. Just refuse to bear them.
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Back Bear Cash Either Got Kidos Matter Money Paper Picture Refuse Young
The last sound on the worthless earth will be two human beings trying to launch a homemade spaceship and already quarreling about where they are going next.
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Already Being Earth Homemade Human Last Launch Next Quarrel Sound Try Two Worthless
Life is a process of preparing to be dead for a long time.
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Dead Life Long Prepare Process Time
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…
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After Day Do Eat Eight Hour Love Man One Sad Thing Work
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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Could Do Except Just Know Knowmobidy Me Much Not So You
A writer is congenitally unable to tell the truth and that is why we call what he writes fiction.
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Call Congenitally Fiction Tell Truth Unable Write Writer
The writer’s only responsibility is to his art.
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Art Only Responsible Writer
If a story is in you, it has to come out.
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Come Has Out Story
The past is never dead. It’s not even past. All of us labor in webs spun long before we were born, webs of heredity and environment, of desire and consequence, of history and eternity.
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Before Born Consequence Dead Desire Environment Eternity Heredity History Labor never Past Spun Web
Now she hates me. I have taught her that, at least.
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Hate Least Me Now She
Haunted by wrong turns and roads not taken, we pursue images perceived as new but whose providence dates to the dim dramas of childhood, which are themselves but ripples of consequence echoing down the generations.
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Childhood Consequence Date Drama Echo Generation Haunt Image New Perceive Pursue Ripple Road Taken Turn Wrong
If there is a God what the hell is He for?
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For God Hell
You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore.
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Courage Horizon Lose New Shore Sight Swim Until
So, never be afraid. Never be afraid to raise your voice for honesty and truth and compassion, against injustice and lying and greed.
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Afraid Against Compassion Greed Honesty Injustice Lie never Raise Truth Voice
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.
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Else Infact Look Nobody See Slightly Someone Taken Together Truth

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